Blood of the True King
he said loudly, “so this is how you survived? You married some half-dead old—”
No one expected what happened next.
My father rose from the throne, descended the steps, and struck Gabriel across the face with a force that echoed through the hall.
“Say one more word against my daughter,” my father said calmly,
“and I will ensure your entire Coven never sees another sunrise.”
The Blazetooth vampires who now understood my identity collapsed to the floor in terror, begging for mercy.
Only Gabriel remained standing, staring at me as if the world had split open beneath his feet.