Blood Bound To The Vampire King
“Do you know who did it?”
I growl. “Hunters, and by the looks of the tattoos on their backs, it’s Death’s Temple, but that’s not the only thing I found out,” I say sadly, tearing my eyes away from the tiny, bloodied body. “It seems those hunters are affiliated with the trafficking ring; they killed the VP hours ago, and her daughter-”
“No fucking way,” he says incredulously. “Are you implying what I think you are fucking implying?”
“I wish I were joking, Andreas,” I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in disgust. “It seems Décès has his fingers in a lot of sickening pies, and if they knew we were being sent here tonight, that means you have rats in your house.”
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