Ruben was staring with barely held back shock at the man that was standing before him.He was roughly the same height as himself, but broader of shoulder and heavier of muscle. With long blood red hair that was braided and dread locked back into a Mohawk, the sides shaved. Two black horns came out of his forehead.  A bare chested Adonis with a large gold medallion around his neck. The only clothing he wore was two strips of material that went from his lower waist and lower back to his knees front and back, held together by a thick gold chain around his waist. He had thick gold bands around his wrists and lots of rings and earrings and gold shin guards but bare feet. He held a large gold sceptre. He perused the room with a condescending expression, one side of his mouth lifted in a sneering smirk. He was handsome, chiselled and charismatic.How the hell was this the Demon Lord Basille?As the fiery red amber eyes turned to regard Ruben one eyebrow raised as

Kat slept most of the rest of the flight, rather than have to communicate with Mikhail or the Captain, she decided to just curl up with her back to them and get some rest. She had no idea what was going to happen once they landed, best to be prepared..As she was woken up and the plane landed the Captain shook out a length of chain and clipped it to the short chain between her cuffs. She looked up at him with a sour expression. He chose not to look her in the eye but instead turned away and faced the door of the plane as the steward opened it and they saw the stairs that had been put up to the side of the plane with the whole plane now inside a large hangar.As the door opened the Captain cursed under his breath.“Problem, Captain?” Mikhail asked snidely.The Captain flashed a warning look at Mikhail and clucked his tongue. Kat wondered the same thing, the Captain was suddenly acting very antsy, she strained up on her toes to try and l

As they walked through the halls Kat kept her eyes down, but furtively glanced left and right as she was led by the General. She noticed the opulence increasing as they moved from the basic areas for the guards and servants to the living areas of royalty and associated pure blood ranks. She flinched and shrank back when she saw the occasional vampire drift passed as they paused to curiously watch the General pass by them with a tasty morsel behind. They approached a wide sweeping marble staircase that reminded Kat of the one in Ruben’s mansion and as they reached the landing it had a similar feel with the darkened hallway lit only by small glowing lamps along one wall. She felt General Batton’s hand touch her hip and looked up at his back realising he had stopped. He pushed her behind his back as he spoke to someone in front of him. Kat kept her eyes to the ground. “Lord Echron…” The General bowed his head slightly as the other vampire drifted up. Kat followed his shadow wishing sh

General Batton was putting his uniform jacket back on and settling his peaked hat over his eyes ready to leave.“You remember what I said on the coach over here about his Majesty?”Kat’s mouth pressed to a hard line. “Submission…”“Indeed…now I am not your mate, and I’m sure his Highness the Prince has you well under his control…”Kat humphed in amusement causing Batton’s eyebrows to raise in alarm. “Are you telling me you are not submissive to your alpha mate?”Kat thought about it and shrugged. “I guess so…”“You guess so?” Batton exclaimed.He’s in my head, can shut my power off from me and over power me…if that’s what you mean?”“Not exactly…” Batton’s face went like a dark cloud as he rubbed his forehead. “Fuck…I don’t have time for this.&

“Ah…pity…I had almost forgotten he was supposed to be here…” King Luisette murmured in her ear as he sat up slightly but made no effort to move away from her as they both turned their heads to look.As Mikhail strode in and up to the edge of the red rug Luisette’s voice was clear and sharp. “You’re late, Lord Semenov.”Kat noticed Mikhail didn’t come in alone, he was accompanied by another, clearly announced as his Sire. As the head of his clan he was obliged to represent his chosen heir. She also noticed the flash of ire in Mikhail’s eyes at seeing Kat sitting on the King’s seat with the King basically draped all over her enjoying himself immensely.Mikhail and his Sire bowed low before Lusiette as he looked at them with a raised eyebrow.“We apologise, your Majesty…ah…” Lord Semenov started.Mikhail had leaned back on one leg and placed his hands