Her tiny hand snags my wrist, and I growl. No female touches me except for my woman.
“I can make you interested, honey. Why don’t we go somewhere more private?” She tries again.
I hear the men behind me laughing, and I glare at them over my shoulder. Camo grins, his eyes alight with humor.
“Karma, brother.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Jill; do you know who that is?” One of her friends comes to stand next to her. “Sorry.” She looks to me.
“I think he is my next victim,” Jill adds, reaching for me again, but her friend stops her.
“Victim is the wrong word here, honey. Let’s go before you become the victim.”
“Oh, I would be his victim any day, if it meant I got his mouth on me.”
“Fuck,” the friend mutters, pulling Jill to face her. “Jill, this is Thorin. He is the alpha vampire, and a member of the Kings of Anarchy MC; we do not mess with the Kings.”
“I believe the motto is,nobody fucks with the Kings,” a man calls out.
“Fuck yeah,” Camo yells, making people cheer.
Fucking hell. I pinch the bridge of my nose before turning to look at the two women once more.
“Leave.”
The friend nods, pulling a reluctant Jill away.
“Your vampiric sparkling personality pulling in the ladies, brother.” Oryn laughs.
Scowling at him, he laughs harder.
“Sparkling? We do not sparkle.” I arch a brow at him.
“Brother, have you not seen theTwilightmovies?” I shake my head, having no fucking idea what he is talking about.
He looks at me with wide eyes and a slacked jaw, then shakes his head.
“What the fuck is a twilight?” I look to each of my brothers.
“You know, the vampire books that got turned into movies that made fucking billions, brother.” I shrug, still not connecting the dots. “The vampires in the book sparkled," Oryn finally says with a grin on his face.
"What the fuck is that bullshit? We do not sparkle."
“It is a teen book movie thing, brother,” Halen adds.
“Jesus H. Christ.” I walk away from them, needing to find something or someone to hurt, or vent my anger to.
We have not walked far when my super hearing picks up a whimper, a male, then gurgling. The scent of copper hits my senses and then the flash of anise. Fucking Furies.
“Furies and blood,” I snarl, taking off in the direction the scent is pulling me.
“Fuck, where?” Camo snaps.
I don’t bother with a response, just move quicker. Using my speed, I reach the closed store, pushing through the door that is ajar. The scent of blood hits stronger as I move inside.
“Fuck me, I need to hit Skyla’s gym more,” Camo grunts, out of breath.
Both Oryn and Halen are close behind him, just as out of breath.
