Page 17 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

“Kyros. Basilia. Your dinner is getting cold!”

I craned my head to see Queen Titania peering over the ledge. She waved, beaming.

How did this become my normal?

Because it did feel normal to me now. This absolute insanity where vampires were real and I drove cars off cliffs to prove a point.

I rested my head against Kyros’s back. “I’m hungry. Let’s go feed me.”

A growl filled his chest as his powerful arms and legs worked to move us to the top. “Kyros spear pig.”

Ugh.

I’d never hear the end of that.

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It took another two days to return to the estate under the not-so-ideal negotiated conditions of my release.

I’d needed time after Kyros came around to decide my plan of attack for Tommy and the Indebted. Plus, things felt so right with him after the car thing, and I truly hadn’t wanted to leave his company.

In the end, the danger ofthatspurred me home more than anything.

My duty to my grandmother’s memory and her friends came first. Always. I’d known my feelings would get tangled as we continued to exchange blood, but I had to keep that from interfering with my strategy.

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as Fred pulled into the estate.

This was going to be a shit of a day.

One I’d brought on myself.

Tommy was out the massive front doors of the main house before I’d opened my car door.

“Good luck, Miss Le Spyre,” Fred said.

Fred.

Although he’d known the truth of what happened that night, I still felt like I owed him an apology too. Yet he’d take that as a mortal offense.

“Thank you so much, Fred,” I whispered, reaching forward to squeeze his shoulder.

Tommy ripped open my door and nearly dragged me out.

“You’re okay,” she gasped.

I shook my head at her in warning before pulling her into my arms. “Of course I am.”

“Everything has been so fucked up,” she blurted. “I’m getting paranoid.”

Good save.

“Tom, please tell me you’re alright?”

I’d done everything I could to prepare for this moment, even reciting lines. But I couldn’t have prepared for seeing her for the first time since she was lifeless on the cold, concrete floor.

The memory choked me. “Y-You nearly died.”

My entire body shook as I clung to her.

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