The Vampire King's Bride

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groaned as he lifted his head from the woman he'd just killed, rolling his eyes as he watched me toying

responded with a sigh, shaking my head at him as I watched my dinner try to scale the fence to get away, but to no great avail, as there was nowhere, he could hi

the fence and, in one swift movement, grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and thr

d as I gave the man a swift kick in the abdomen, snorting in amusement as I watched h

and wait while you endlessly torment your dinner. W

len and sank my fangs into his shoulder, drinking his blood as quickly as I could before hea

, Lucifer; I simply outgr

yself from saying something I knew I'd regret. 'I am not childish; I simply enjoy torment, as you used to. I've taken on the role of the vampire king, a

ent for you. If I allowed you to continue to play with your di

nfusion as I looked around to try to see where he w

l of his eyes, trying and ultimately failing to hide t

I feel as though this present will leave you th

ce then. If it were not for you, I would be dead, as I would have been, had you not turned me. I've

is saying something, as I was there to witness the first time you tasted blood as a newborn." I responded, watching him as we sped fo

onded with a laugh, jumping out of the driver's seat the moment the car came to

ought as I followed him out of the car, watching him as he held the door open for me, motioning for me to walk ahead of him into the

is hand on my back and shoved me through the door, flipping the lig

and shock when I saw the man kneeling in the center of the warehouse being restrained by a group of s

ose the restraint of the vampires surrounding him, but to no

was grinning from ear to ear as his eyes darted from me to Sinclair, then back to

o grab my attention before tossing me a stack

d passport, snorting in laughter as I tossed Sam the documents, watching as he rolled his e

esponded with a snarl, his golden eyes darkening into an amber sha

ven't seen you since 1784, Alexander. It's been over two

am happily chimed in as he crouched down in front of Sinclair, cocking his head to the side as he inspected Sinclair's fa

e, letting out a chuckle of amusement as Sam reeled back in disgust. "You are still holding a grudge over two centuries later? I cannot belie

as our gazes met. "There is none quite so bastardly as you are, Sinclair," I said, spitting out his name as if it was venom on my tongue, then loo

re very close to outgrowing our current identification." Sam responded,

u to build in Chicag

is,

ent I do not wish to destroy quite so quickly, as I know it could not have been easy hunting down such elusiv

the house retrofitted. Are there any other specifications you'd like?" Sam asked as we walked back to

ng can break it, and no sound can escape." I said with a nod, turning sideways in my seat to watch him as we drove back towards home, inspecting his face for

re connections than either of us thought, which explains how he could abscond o

our house, walking side by side into the mansion, then made

to have him moved slowly, as I didn't want to chance

annot for the life of me figure out how a recreant could survive this long when every vampire has been searching for him." I s

an accent, though. Do yo

He has friends and connections that none of us knew of. How else would he h

Sam asked as he sat in the chair across from me, dialing Bart

ing as how Bartholomew is the only elder I trust, he is the only one I will live nearby,"

well." Sam gasped, putting his hand over his heart,

ialed Bartholomew's number, groaning as the answering machine picked it up once more. "Since we are going to a new