My eyes narrowed. “I don’t believe I asked you if I could, thank you very much.”
“Father, this is our mate, Jennaveve. She healed Lucas from silver poisoning. Now, we don’t know what’s wrong with her.” Damien stepped in front of me.
Kellen growled and pulled me away from the vampire. “Is she human?” His disdain was clear.
Another rumble shook the foundation. “What the hell is going on?” Silence filled the room while I assumed the twins gave their father the rundown.
Kellen began easing me toward the door to the inner hall. “So, you brought this wolf to the attention of a vampire. A vampire who has now tried to kill you. And you are just telling me.” Eyes as dark as night turned red. I was glad I wasn’t Damien or Lucas in that moment.
“Mon Chaton, I need you to go to the club and stay with Rowan. I’m going to make sure this fight doesn’t come inside this time.” His voice brooked no argument.
“Come with me. Let them handle one of their own,” I pleaded.
Kellen’s growl was my answer. Even in my head, I could tell I’d disappointed him. I sent him a feeling of love, and he returned it.
“I know you’re scared. I promise I’ll live long enough to give you a proper punishment.”
We reached the doorway. The sound of the three arguing males focused on each other, filtering through to us. I leaned up and kissed my mate. “Stay safe.” Then I left before I made a fool of myself.
“Very smart to send the woman away. I will take the Fey to my mate and return.” The man I had yet to be introduced to disappeared, taking Jennaveve with him.
“Is he always like that?” I looked at Damien and a now healed Lucas.
Damien nodded. “Actually, he was quite cordial.”
I placed my hands on my hips. “Well, let me explain how this is gonna go down.”
“No, let me tell you how this is going to go down.” The deep voice had me spinning, my claws out. I heard two identical malevoices yelling at me, but my instincts kicked in, unleashing my inner war beast. Shifting to the Direwolf, something only a few of my kind could, my iron claws ripped from my knuckles as I pushed the vampire king onto the table his son had been lying on.
“Don’t ever sneak up on me, motherfucker. You won’t come out the winner.” I allowed the man to see his own death flash before his eyes. It was good to be Alpha.
“Holy fuck. What are you?” Lucas asked.
“He’s a true Alpha.” The man beneath me blinked. “Allow me to get up.”
It wasn’t a show of submission, but enough for me to back off. “Now, are you going to introduce yourself?” I pushed off, getting to my feet, keeping to the form I’d shifted into.
“My name is Damikan Cordell. Vampire King, if you will.” He nodded his head.
“Alright. I understand you know more about what we are facing, but these are my people. I don’t want them at any more risk than they are. If we can face these pieces of shit outside, then that is what we do. Feel me?”
Damikan shook his head. “I don’t want to feel you.”
Lucas sighed. “Father, he means…”
The vampire king raised his hand. “They are coming. Let’s go. I have help waiting to arrive when the sun sets. They will keep your people safe and fight this battle with us. You may stay inside as well.”
I flicked my claws open. The metal clang had the three vampires’ eyes widening. “Well, alright then. If you take the head off, they cannot rise. Rip out their heart, and the same thing. Most other wounds will only piss them off,” Damien said as they opened the door.
The sun was setting. Its pink and orange glow looked beautiful in the sky. “Why was the ground shaking if they weren’talready here?” I asked. “And how are you here?” I looked at Damikan.
“I am King,” Damikan noted.
Between one second and the next, the lot was empty, and then several men dropped to the ground. The members of my pack had been instructed to clear it out of their vehicles, leaving the area open for the fight.
“I’m assuming these are your men since you’re not attacking?”
“What the hell is that?” A red-haired giant of a man asked.
