Page 100 of Imprisoned with the Vampire King

"I shared the juicy information you wanted."

"To match the juicy information I shared first."

He made a noise of disagreement. "Mine was longer."

"You're also more possessive."

"Don't act like you would be okay with me fucking another woman, Angel. You might not want to be possessive, but you are."

"I'm not." It was a lie. A tipsy lie, at that.

"So if one of my exes walked over here and said hello, you'd feel nothing?"

"Not a thing."

"Want to test that out?"

"Why is that suddenly an option?" I looked around, suddenly a little suspicious.

"She tried to flag me down a few minutes ago. I didn't make eye contact, but I can if you want. She's one of the few who never stopped texting me."

"Even after the prison?"

"Mmhm."

I sat up a little straighter. "Your exes have been texting you? How many of them?"

"Only three."

Three women had actively pursued my mate since we'd sealed our bond.

God, I wanted to kill them.

"Do they know you're mated?" I asked.

"I doubt it. Most people don't. It hasn't been in the news, and I've been fighting and going to charity events on my own."

"Wow, you have a shitty mate."

"I have a perfect mate. She just doesn’t want to accept that she's mine."

I made a face. "Fine. Bring your ex over, so I can tell her to fuck off."

Dante lifted a hand. I followed his line of sight, and saw a woman spring to her feet and stride over.

She was polished.

Slim, strong, and wearing a pressed, white blouse with a pencil skirt. Her hair was blonde, she had olive skin, and she looked completely put together.

Perfect.

The woman was perfect.

Why was she in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant? I wasn't sure. They had thousands of reviews, so maybe it had taken off on social media or something.

But Dante had scheduled sex when he was with this woman. He'd broken up with her. Ended whatever they had.

He hadn't chosen me, but he was still mine, even if I had been trying to ignore that fact.