The word vampire has always struck fear into me. We’re taught that they re viven things that cancers EBR strongest of our teachers or role models. I am currently watching my wond chance mere prepletly wine with the vampire who scares vampires while I stand next to the woman who will take his place one they
Aurora Blythe is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. She looks like she’s carved from a sped by the to one knows, but will be remembered throughout history for millennia. Her eyes are the mon expat didissemen Almost lime green, but the gold in there keeps it elegant. Her hair is the color of silver. She gray on wise nowthing in between, but silver. Like metal. If she were allowed to go out in the daylight, I’m sure it worth the laket garry
I first read about her father in pack history. It was brief, but he was mentioned as one of the bigger wetents in Year War to exist. With hundreds of thousands of confirmed kills, and I mean assassinations, not his blood bogs
However, the Lycans consider him a non–threat. There is one thing that he loves more than fifting, and then is geht, or more modern terms, money. And by the way, his daughter is wearing clothes that haven’t even hit the shelves a luzury boutiques all over the world. I imagine he’s passed that on to his baby princew. As he calls her.
“Hey,” she smiles at me nervously.
“Wow, you look amazing. I compliment, remembering her comment from earlier tonight. “Is this Versace for spies?”
“Shut up,” she laughs. “My nana helped. I don’t usually dress this well. I just want to make a good impression on you.”
“Me? I’m wearing my basic training uniform,” I smirk.
“That’s what I wanted to wear with my new combat boots and braids, but she was like, the Lycan Queen is going to be there! just wanted her to help me with my braids and my contour.”
“You don’t have to dress up for me. I’m sure my grandmother will eventually get me to like nice things, but not anytime soon,” I smile.
“Same. My nana is so pushy about this stuff. It’s like hello, I can kill a man three times my size-
“But I can’t choose what I wear?” we both say at the same time and laugh.
“We should really listen to them,” she snorts. “I just don’t care about that, right now. I want to be there fucking shit up. Who cares what I’m wearing? It ends up covered in blood just the same.”
“I think it’s cool that your mom helps. I like to pick out things I do like so my grandma doesn’t feel bad about me not being into the same things she is.”
“My nana,” she corrects. “My mom died a long time ago.”
“I’m sorry,” I apologize. “So did mine.”
“I know,” she beams. “I mean, I know that. I didn’t mean to sound excited. You make me nervous
“I make you nervous?” I shake my head. “You were literally born to be the vampire queen Tin an omega
“Yeah, but you’re a woman. Like a legit woman who has done stuff. Your work is amazing. I mean, clearly, you’re good in a fight. I’ve seen your training videos on Claws and Fangs. Your credentials are insane. How were you running the food drive for six city checkpoints, attending classes on a full premed schedule, and racking up thousands in the finance department with spending money your mate allowed you? I can barely remember where I left my phone sometimes”
“I don’t know. I just did it. At the time, it felt like it still wasn’t enough,” I admit, I didn’t know all of that was made public
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record once Santiago reinstated my files.
“Ugh, I wish I had that problem. I can barely keep my eyes open during council meetings, she shakes her head. “It’s why I wanted to be here. Maybe we can be friends, and you can teach me how to want more than what I’m settling for
“That’s not-”
“Sophie,” Ragnar waves me over to him.
“Excuse me. I’ll be right back,” I say.
“Sure, take your time,” she beams, tucking her hands behind her back.
“I smell you,” is the first thing he says to me.
“What? What do you mean? I stink?” I try not to panic.
‘No, baby. I can smell your fear. It’s really strong, right now.”
‘Oh,” I say and relax. “Basics on what not to say to your mate who freaks out about everything because her grandmother is fucking perfectionist.”
‘I’m sorry,” he laughs lightly, pinching my cheek. “Is she being mean to you?”
‘On the contrary. She wants to be my friend. She has a very high opinion of me.”
‘Yeah, most people do. You’re the only one left who thinks less. We killed and enslaved the rest,” he smirks.
‘Don’t say it like that.”
“There is no other way of saying it. Here’s a little advice, little wolf. That girl needs a friend. She’s only let out for political advances and to cover for the fact that her father is a sleezy little leech. I think she could use someone like you in her life.”
‘So, let me get this straight. Me, the insecure little omega who was rejected and labelled a social climber, now mated to you and I’m suddenly this baddie with an agenda and exotic social life?”
“Yes,” he nods. “That is exactly what is happening,” he smiles. “I know that being the center of attention is not your thing, but it’s something you share with pampered rich girls whose fathers are monstrous assholes. You have something they have been deprived of their entire life. Experience. So, be your weirdly loving and influential self, Sophia. We need you
“That’s a lot of pressure. I am not afraid of her, per se, I am afraid of letting her down. She seems like such a soft girl”
‘Her personality comes off that way,” he chuckles. “But I’ve seen that girl feed and turn grown men into babbling idiots Don’t let the pretty doe eyes and bubbly personality fool you. It’s a hunting technique. Be careful and always be mindful of your surroundings around these things. They’re allies, but we weren’t at war with the covens be someone said something they shouldn’t have. Hunting is in their nature.”
“Noted,” I nod and glance over at Aurora, who is smiling at her phone while she’s tapping away at it.
“All right, we’re splitting up. You’re going with the princess. You know exactly what we’re looking for, and I trust that you can take care of this without me walking you through it.”
“Yeah, I got it,” I stop him before he can go anywhere. His hand instinctively comes up to pinch my chin.
“What is it?” he asks gently. I look up, worried about what happened tonight.
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“Are you okay?” I ask him. “You scared me earlier. I’ve never seen you like that?
“I want to be,” he nods. “Right now, I want to do this. I want to think about this. About us hunting them, not the other way around. I know you,” he leans in to gently press his lips to mine. “I know you can take care of yourself. I made ware of it, bu the thought cats at me every time you’re out of my sight. It’s something I am going to have to live with forever?
“I understand,” I nod.
“Keep this open,” he says, placing his hand on my head. “I don’t ever want you to shut me out like you did today again”
“I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know I was doing it. I have as much control over it as you do, I remind him.
“Okay. It’s a good thing we own a bunch of wolves now,” he says, kissing me one last time. “Maybe they can teach us more. Are you ready?”
“I’m ready,” I nod. “Let’s catch a filthy liar.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
