Lucas P.O.V.Druida decides to keep the majority of the enemy in her air prison, while she takes the gag from the man spewing profanities at her before. He spits on the ground, seemingly aiming for her shoes. I growl at him, Ulric riding just under my skin, coming forward in my mind, not liking neither this idiot or the one throwing a tantrum in the forest. Druida taps my chin, her eyes shining in amusement and warmth. “Easy, he is not worth the emotions.” She says, her voice deadly calm, her aura dangerous. Angel walks forward, her hands upwards, her eyes blazing with malice and intent. Her aura is even more dangerous than my mates at the moment, but I keep my position besides Druida, never wavering, never stepping even a small step back. I’m no wimp, no simple warrior or regular guy. I’m the Crown Prince of the vampires and I’m her mate. Her first mate, her only and true mate. The one in the forest may pretend all he likes, but at the end of the day he is a demon in his soul, and
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