The Vampire Lord Wants My Blood
I slapped myself in my mind.
He didn't walk, he glided. His gait was so smooth. Probably a vampire perk. Every vampire in the room dipped their heads as he walked by them, and every human bowed low. Shane immediately shoved me deeper behind Irina, whispering, "Lower your head, fool!"
I complied, bowing my head until I was staring at the marble floor. I could feel him approaching, the atmosphere thickening with his presence.
He walked slowly and purposefully, accompanied by two figures. One was a very tall, stern-faced vampire in military attire that looked like he would have six packs under all those clothes and the other was a regal, elderly woman in deep black robes.
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