Casting Shadows CH3
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Chapter 3 - Elena
“Here’s dinner.” Qetsiyah tossed a packet of blood at Stefan, before sitting down on a chair in front of the bed.
Stefan hungrily ripped the pouch open with his teeth, and gulped it down, his hand crumpling the bag until he squeezed out every single drop. Finishing the blood bag, he panted harshly, a ravishing hunger still filling his body.
“What do you know about Silas?” Qetsiyah asked, watching Stefan closely.
“Huh… I know that he’s a bloodthirsty immortal who’s killed more people than I can count, and that was before he stole my identity, locked me up in a safe, and dropped me in the bottom of a quarry.” Stefan’s anger at Silas came out in his voice. He wanted to kill him for what he’d done to him, he’d stolen his life and only god knew what he’s been doing with it. Though Caroline had found him, which meant that she had figured it out.
“You made it through.” Qetsiyah replied.