Vladimir's POV(Continued)
“Your kind is not welcome here, king.” Kora Puhvel spat with venom, her grey eyes sparking with the full extent of her anger.
Josie’s eyes sharpened at her words and I refrained from wincing. My ever observant wildcat just picked up on another ammunition to use in her quest. Oh, that would be a fun conversation to have later.
“Unfortunately for you, miss Puhvel, you are not in the position to decide that.”
“Whatever do you mean by that? Speak plainly or I will have you and your followers thrown out on your asses.”
“Language. This is a civil discussion, not crude banter, and I will appreciate if you do not test my patience. It is on a very short fuse as it is.” I cautioned, merely letting a small bit of my beastly nature color my voice. She flinched, but then covered it up immediately with
“Vladimir.” I corrected swiftly. “I was in the neighborhood.”“Oh, really? How fortunate for us.” He nodded his head, a small crease above his brow. “I am betting that you wanted to see the sights. The museum is still open, I believe. I will have one of my people take you there.” He snapped his hands and one of the witches guarding him walked forward.The rest of the room -except for the oblivious Josie-, waited with baited breath, dreading my reaction.If I wanted to be a nice man, I would leave, letting rumours fly that Ivan was able to succeed where his daughter failed. However, I was not a man. And second, I was here to ruin them all.My congenial smile spread across my face. “It would be nice to see the city from a native’s point of view. Thank you for the offer, Ivan.”Shock spread across his face at my easy acceptance. All Kora was able to express was her confusion. &ldq
Josie's POVThe puffs of air I exhaled out turned into a gray mist. It was so damn freezing in this place that my breath took on physical shape.The people in the country aren’t much nicer than the weather, let me tell ya.After Vladimir’s strange incident in the terminal, and evadingmy questions, we’d been en-route Axel without further ado. I’m not certain I had any idea what I expected where the company Vladimir insists my family owns is concerned, but it wasn’t the sprawling monstrosity made of glass, or the extremely hostile reception from it’s owners.Honestly, who brings huge, scary men toting archaic weapons to official meetings?Business and I do not mesh, so I have literally no idea what father does or how he conducts his meetings, but if that’s how all meetings went, then it’s no wonder that businessmen w
Josie's POV(Contined)“What?” I gaped at him. I’d heard he was rich, an actual oligarch, but it didn’t sink in until this moment. Not until I was staring at a house -nay. Mansion- that spanned acres. I haven’t been anywhere else on the property, but I have seen houses like this on the lifestyle channel. It probably has an indoor pool, a tennis court, football court and a lounging court where fellow insanely rich assholes like him sit and discuss how much better they are than everyone else.“Josie! We meet again my darling!” Lilya, the effusively loud sister of Vladimir boomed as she rushed out of the house.I’m not certain what to think of Lilya Sedof. She was the exact opposite of Vladimir, loud and chirpy where he was cold and austere. They were both pale and striking in appearance though. Where Vladimir was unfairly handsome and masculine,
Josie's POV(Continued)Opening the purse I hadn't dropped despite the last hours of insanity, I whipped out my phone, set it to roaming and dialed my dad’s line. It only took about three rings and mum’s voice came on.“You silly child, where are you?”“Hi mum, I’m in Tartu. I need to ask you and dad something important-”“Tartu?” Her shock was palpable. “How did you get there? Come home, right now! That place is not where you should ever get to!” And she hung up on me. Again.“Well?” Vladimir drawled. I was starting to hate the self assured way he spoke.“There was a connection problem. I will speak with them later. Please leave me alone now.” I refused to tell him that my mother kept hanging up on me.Instead of leaving the room like I requested, he waltzed to the desk like
Josie's POV(Continued) “What are you saying? I have no memory of all these events….but-” “But it feels like she is saying the truth?” Vladimir, the ever knowing sage, interrupted. “What truth? It’s rubbish is what it is! We are from Mexico mum, you told me that, remember?” “We are not Mexican child.. I have never even been to Mexico.” “Anna and I look alike! We have the same hair and eyes!” Okay, in what world I’m I living in where I’m the one convincing my mum that I’m her child? “You and about 12% of the entire population. It’s more a coincidence than anything. Anna looks like me. You don’t even look like Inna. You must have gotten your genes from that homeless lover of hers.” “You are lying to me.” I declared, my brain churning. This was all Vladimir’s doing. He did this. He was threatening them with something. “No I am not. At least right n
Vladimir's POVThree hours. It took three hours for Josie to run out of steam and stop tearing shit up.‘My King.’ The call was quiet, but urgent.‘Yes Roderick?’ I asked of the vamp warrior I had tasked to trail the trio. Roderick was a rogue vamp based in California, preferring to live his days without being affiliated to any coven, earning a livelihood by way of being a mercenary or running covert operations. One such as keeping tabs on my willful childe.‘Lilya just sent the order five minutes ago. The trio are to move on Stravos tonight.’ California was ten hours behind Tartu, and it was a little past midnight here, so it was about two pm in California. Lilya planned to execute her hair brained plan when Stravos should be asleep.Sometimes, that childe of mine disappointed me with her brash actions. ‘Shut it down, a
Vladimir's POV(Continued)"But this is not a wrong move sire. We need Stravos here to figure out the witches’plan." She protested."False. You made this move so that you can remove Stravos from his stronghold, in the hopes that you will finally be able to attack him directly. But make no mistake, bringing him here does not make him vulnerable to you. So your plan will fail."She sucked in a harp breath, glanced away from me for a few seconds before trying another tactic. "Don't you want to know who this breaker is?""I will, in time." Though I already had my suspicions. "You are my favorite childe, and that is because you have a sharp mind, but it is clear now that your mind is muddled. It is the only plausible reason why you cannot see what is in front of you."Her brows furrowed. "I do not follow father.""Your plan. You fail to see the glaring holes in it. What makes you bel
Vladimir's POV(Continued)The room was dark. I’m guessing Josie was able to get her hands on the light bulb in the room. The darkness didn’t impede me from seeing the havoc she managed to wreck in three hours. Simply put, this room is unlivable, at least not until extensive repairs have been made to…….everything.Impressive.I wonder how much havoc I can make her wreak on the witches when the time is right.Huddled in a small corner behind the closet, she gazed at nothing, looking like how she probably felt. Small. Aww, my poor wildcat. But for iron to become unbreakable, it must first pass through fire."Hey Jo, I come bearing treats." I murmured softly, keeping my voice barely above a whisper.She didn’t react in any way that indicated she heard or even knew I was there. I treaded into her line of sight, still, she didn’t so much as twitch. It wasn’t until I n