Page 42 of A Vow for the Vamp
I spot several demons and shifters, a couple fae, a handful of ghosts, one siren, a centaur, and several other vampires.
A high-ranking fae is the first one to approach us.
“Your Majesty,” he says, his voice like a song. But his fae powers won’t work on me.
Teddy, however, jerks his head at the sound of Korna’s words.
“You haven’t introduced us to your friend.” He grins and his purple eyes glow.
Korna, like most fae, is gorgeous with dark black hair that he has cut short to his head to showcase his pointed ears. He’s tall, slim, but toned.
“Heis none of your business,” I say at the same time Teddy holds out his hand, attempting to introduce himself.
I slap Teddy’s offered greeting away seconds before Korna takes it.
“Never shake hands with fae, Teddy,” I say to my supernatural clueless human, then turn my attention back to Korna. “And this one is mine, faerie. You will not touch him. Don’t come near him. Don’t even look at him.”
He bristles at me calling him faerie. He is a faerie, but the word ‘fairy’ became popular with children’s stories, and they all hate the reference, as it makes them appear cute and magical.
There’s nothing cute about the fae. They are all cruel and manipulative.
“This one must be special. To have a queen’s attention?” Korna leans in and inhales deeply in Teddy’s direction. “We all just want to know—”
I have him by the neck and on the ground before he can finish the words.
“Isaid… Stay. Away.”
Korna wraps his fingers around my wrists and an electric current zaps me. I grit my teeth at the pain, which should have knocked me out cold by now. My fangs—which I haven’t sheathed since entering the club—pierce into my lips and draw blood.
“Queen Millie, release him. Lord Kornavian, stop electrocuting her,” Vara says, appearing beside us.
Korna relents first and stands, brushing dirt off his tailored suit. He sneers at me.
“I don’t know how you managed to tolerate my power, Queen.” His eyes move to Teddy before returning to me. “He has every supernatural in here foaming at the mouth. If I were you,Mildred, I’d claim him for all to see. Your words may not be enough.”
Chapter 12 - Teddy
Claim him for all to see.
The tan man with dark hair and purple eyes, who is definitely not human, walks away. The waitress drops off our drinks, and I know beer won’t be enough, so I order whiskey right before she leaves.
I chug down my beer, trying to understand what just happened.
“Teddy,” Millie says, approaching the booth. “Are you okay?”
No, I don’t think I’m okay at all. My life is weird as fuck right now, but I’m here in a supernatural night club where a strange man sniffed me and said I was special. Now Otis freaking Redding is playingThese Arms of Mineand all Iwant to do is dance with the woman who not only terrifies me but also makes me feel whole.
It’s as if I’d been searching for a lost item my entire life and have finally stumbled upon it. I don’t understand it, and I need answers. Especially after what just happened.
I stand and reach out my hand. “Let’s dance.”
She hesitates but takes it.
“Teddy, we should talk—”
I drag her to the center of the dance floor and tug her body against mine, snaking my arm around her waist.
“Oh, we’re going to talk, Milli Vanilli. But we’re also going to dance because when will I ever get a chance to do this again?”
