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“Yes, sir.”
“Please make sure my brother finds his way out.”
Bash nods and exits.
“You sure know how to throw a dinner, Jude,” Law snickers, but there is a hint of something else there. Law seems shaken by the whole thing, but he masks it under sarcasm and wit.
Standing, Law comes around to my side of the table. Despite the pleasant enough evening before Marcellus’s arrival, I stiffen, shaken by the events that just transpired.
“No need to tense, my dear. I won’t harm you,” Law promises. “I’ve simply had enough fun for one night.”
He grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips. I watch as he places a kiss on the top, smirking at my wide-eyed expression, no doubt.
“Until next time.” He drops my hand and walks to Jude, pulling him into a brotherly shoulder bump. “I’ll be in touch.”
Julian nods and we both watch as Law leaves.
When it’s just the two of us, the air thickens, and the silence is deafening. What’s next? Is my false sense of security about to end? Will he harm me now that we’re alone and he’s angry? Will he drain me just to prove his awful brother wrong?
“Relax, Marina,” he coos soothingly. “I can smell your fear. It’s radiating off you.”
“What do you expect, after that?” I motion toward the door Marcellus left through. “This whole world isn’t possible.”
He sighs heavily.
“I’m sorry you had to witness that. Marcellus and I have a... troubled past.”
He doesn’t seem angry anymore. If anything, he appears sad.
“I need to get you back to your room and check in with my guards to make sure the situation with Marcellus is handled.”
I huff in frustration. The last thing I want is to be caged in another room.
He walks closer to me.
“Give me time, Marina. I want you to get to know me, but right now there are more pressing issues.”
I blow out a breath, “Answer one question for me.”
He raises his brow, signaling for me to continue.
“Why did you come to the auction if you hadn’t been there for years, like Marcellus said?”
“Centuries. I haven’t been there for centuries,” he says, running his hand through his hair. “I came because Law insisted I needed to.” He sighs. “There are obligations that come with being king, and he felt that the Council would descend and appeal my rule if I didn’t start acting like I planned to uphold my father’s doctrines.”
“Why haven’t you drunk my blood?”
“That’s two questions,” he says wearily, but I don’t crack so much as a smile. I want to know. I want to hear him say he doesn’t like blood.
“Do you not like human blood?”
He shakes his head. “It’s not that. Human blood is an elixir, an aphrodisiac. It warms a vampire from the inside, fuels our power, builds our vitality, and gives us our youth. Without it, we’re practically corpses. We don’t die, but we don’t live.”
“You do drink blood, then?”
“Yes, I drink blood. I was drinking it all night.” I cringe at the mental picture.
Knowing he didn’t drink it from a person tonight doesn’t help. The thought of ingesting blood turns my stomach.
