Chapter 20 What Did I Do

• I had initially thought that Chelsea would use tools like a syringe to draw my blood. In that case, a pound of blood would only be a few syringes at most, and I could bear it with just a bit of endurance.
• However, I nearly lost my mind when I saw Chelsea brazenly reveal her petite, blood-red fangs.
• “Do you still want to bite me?” I shrieked, my body slightly trembling. I wasn't sure if it was out of fear or anger.