The Vampire King's Feeder
Cole clarifies.
Matilda’s gaze lands on him as she grins wickedly, chuckling, “My dear, dear prince. You shouldn’t talk about me that way, seeing as I now outrank you as Queen of Red River.”
“You are not a queen,” Cole growls. His grip on my arm tightens. I instinctively put my hand over his. He relaxes at my touch as I slowly, carefully, turn my head to look at Matilda over my shoulder.
She rolls her eyes, “You think I don’t know your secret, Cole? Or should I say, secrets?” She grins at him like a cat.