Page 32 of House of Vampires and Flame

“That’s my hat,” the former owner of the cap said in a small voice as we passed his table.

“Take it then.” I tossed it at him. “You won’t get into any girl’s pants for being cheap.”

Gunnar glared at me. “That’s a new low!”

“Look who’s a negative Nancy. Not me.” I smirked at him, then snatched a peach from the last table we passed.

9

Prince Louis’s first class of the morning was held in a private park owned by the Sun Harbor club house, which only the prince heirs had access to, though they could bring their entourage with them.

It was a bright glass house with violet vines streaked along the walls. High fences of ivory wood surrounded the perimeter, warded to keep the commoners out.

Gunnar demanded I be grateful that I was allowed to step my worthless foot into this exclusive club and watch the elites practice dangerous magic while serving Prince Louis.

He cursed at me when he caught me rolling my eyes.

Around thirty students gathered around a giant male, his back toward us, and hung on to his every word. As I gave the male another glance, a switch suddenly flipped in me. My heart thundered, my chest tight with pressure.

I would recognize that powerful frame anywhere, even though I’d been in his presence for only a few seconds.

Shit!

Killian, the prince heir of the House of Chaos, was here.

His power pulsed in the air, stronger than anyone else’s. It found me right away, spearing me at the speed of light. I staggered back a pace in shock. No power, other than my father’s, had been able to affect me. But Killian’s called me, and my core magic answered in desperation yet still couldn’t break out of its icy cage.

I drew in a sharp breath, instantly aware of the danger the chaos prince posed to me. I needed to get out of here before he pounced.

As if being summoned by the Fates, Prince Killian suddenly turned his head, his gaze homing in on me. He’d sensed me, and the uncanny connection between us sparked to life like a livewire.

Surprise flashed across his gorgeous face, as if he hadn’t expected it to happen again either. I had an effect on him too, and he liked it no more than I liked his effect on me. An undercurrent of dark rage seethed beneath his controlled manner, but I could feel its damaging power.

While my nerves spiked on high alert at the danger, a thrill strummed in my veins at the hunt.

His dark gaze pinned me, then roved over me, trying to peel off my secrets. His heat, even from across the practice field, stroked my skin and caressed me. Before I knew it, I was slick, my pussy aching with need.

I wanted to fuck the heir of the House of Chaos, even though the sensible part of me warned me that he was an apex predator and screamed for me to run before he could come for me, because when he came, it’d be too late for me.

Yet my feet were glued to the ground, my eyes fixed on him in challenge while I kept wondering how it would feel to have his cock buried deep inside me.

When Sy fucked, I’d felt pleasure through her, but it was like feeling it through a thick glass door or wearing gloves.

Our gazes locked. While his harsh, masculine beauty touched me in a way no other man had done, I pulled my lips back in a silent snarl to show him that he’d be messing with the wrong chick—the wrong boy—if he tried to pounce on me, despite the formidable power oozing from his every mighty pore.

I’d never allow myself to be anyone’s easy pickings again. With the vampire prince, it was a temporary arrangement while I needed a foothold in Mist of Cinder. Now that I’d met the strongest immortal in this realm so far, I knew I should steer clear of him at all costs, but the part of me that had gotten hooked by him at first sight only wanted to get closer, wanting to have a taste of his starlight, even though I’d get burned.

Seeing my snarl, the prince of the House of Chaos smirked, which was unexpected. It wasn’t a kind smile by any means but dominating, while his intense gaze gave me one last caress that was more like a squeeze.

My heart skittered, and my pussy became so slick that I felt my face burning with embarrassment.

Then he turned away from me, as if nothing had happened and I no longer existed, and barked instructions to his fan club.

The tension, however, didn’t drop. His groupies had followed his gaze. Luckily, they merely stared at Louis, probably thinking the two princes had gotten into a pissing match. I, a servant boy, of course was beneath the prince’s notice and theirs too.

Silas and Cade, who stood some distance from Killian and his groupies and bent their heads in a hushed discussion, turned and looked straight at me as well before darting their glances at Louis, confusion resting on their faces before they blinked it away.

I attracted monsters and powerful beings. This was a bad situation for me to be in the presence of four princes, four predators.

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