Page 160 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

My eyes narrowed.A worthy foe.

Deep, rumbling laughter burst from Kyros’s lips.

“Thank fuck you’re back,” Neelan said. “He’s been a pain in the ass. Bitching and moaning and moping.”

“Glad to be back,” I answered him solemnly. Kyros allowed just enough freedom for me to squeeze his brother’s hand.

“You look haggard but happy. Once you sleep, you’ll look much better,” Dierdre remarked, devouring a slice of cheese pizza.

I erupted in mental hoots.God, I’d missed her. “Thanks, Dierdre.”

Kyros was watching me closely. What? He hadn’t realised I found her hilarious?

He shook his head, and I grinned.

That pizza smells so good.I’d had no appetite in months. With a tendency toward the skinny of my optimal weight, I was now a size too small to be healthy. If Tommy hadn’t force-fed me, who knew what state I’d be in.

I should have worked harder.

I missed something the king said, glancing up at Kyros, a wrinkle between my brows. He avoided my gaze and Dierdre’s low growl when he stole her pizza box.

Ugh, nope. I wasn’t coming between a vampire and her food. One, she was female and that was a general no-no. Two, she had fangs.

“I’ll grab something else soon,” I said.

King Julius stood in front of me.

Heart thumping, I stared at the ancient Vissimo.

“I can’t recall the last time a human ignored me,” he said in bafflement.

The queen called. “It’s their mind-speak, lover. It distracts my son and my daughter-in-law.”

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The king held out his arm, studying my face closely. Checking how haggy I was?

“What’s going on?” I took his arm.

“You would know if you had listened,” he replied.

I inhaled and my stomach gurgled.

Exhaling loudly, Kyros’s father swiped the pizza box from his son before marching us out the front door.

“I’m glad to see you, true mate of my eldest son.”

He wasn’t calling me human, so things could be worse. The king led us to the fire pit where Kyros once tried to set up a romantic date. If he did it again, I’d be all for it.

A small smile escaped me before I sobered.

I could only smile right now because things happened to work out. Four months later and I still felt as though everything could disappear.

The king sat on the swinging chair, gesturing to the quarter of bench space left next to his huge frame. He handed me the pizza box, closing his eyes.

Well, okay then.I took out a slice and munched on it, nearly pooling into a puddle on the ground at the cheesy goodness.

Kyros mentally snorted before receding.

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