The Dark Lord's Mate.
There had been a recent killing in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm had clashed with rogue werewolves, who slaughtered every vampire in the area. Now, the land remained barren, littered with blood and decaying bones.
Carlos relayed this news, looking at the Primus seated on the throne. King Draven's eyes were dark—bloody dark—with no sign of a white or colored pupil. His jet-black hair accentuated the sharp curves of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a blade capable of slicing through stone. His full, crimson lips made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin incarnate, a being the moon goddes
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