The vampire king paced the lounge area. He hadn’t been able to settle himself in the least.
It had been an hour since they had arrived at Elder Davu’s hidden chateau deep within the Washington forest without so much as a word from his sire. Remy stood by the door, hands crossed in front of him, a mirthful smirk on his face, that Raith desperately wanted to r*****f.
Now wasn’t the time.
His jaw ticked; claws aching for the opportunity.
None of the vampires were sitting down. Lady Salome stood with Lord Athan on either side of the faux brick fireplace that stood central in the room. Princess Ravana was staring out the window into a night scene of tree tops and……
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