Chapter Eleven: Seeds of Celebration

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POV: *Lavender*

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There was a moment in the alleyway I thought I saw Demi looking at me. It was just a flash. A moment so small I am not even sure it really happened or if it was a product of the seed.

I was on the ground, and the taste of blood filled my mouth. It’s kind of funny how I recognized just by the taste it wasn’t my blood that was on my tongue. Is it sad that I have had enough of my blood to taste that I ...