Chapter 30: Not a Word

Hayley dodges a swift jab from the man before her.

He scowls in frustration at her, tackling her to the ground, knocking the wind from her as he pins her there to the sandy arena. She snaps irritably, “Who pissed in your Cheerios? The hell you trying to do?”

“I am the king. Do not disrespect me, human.” he quips, holding her there as she squirms under his tight grasp. With an angry scowl, she rears back and thrusts her head forward, headbutting the vampire.

His hold on her releases, and she flips the man so that she’s sitting on top of him, staring him down with confused and curious eyes. He glares at her and goes to push her away, but she quickly catches his hands and questions, meeting his alluring gaze head-on, “Are you throwing a tantrum, my king?”

His ruby eyes sear hers, and he states aggressively, “I am not throwing a tantrum, little human. Get off me.”