Vampire Debt - Supernatural Battle (Vampire Towers #2) - Kelly St. Clare Page 0,60
my body and returned to the driver’s seat.
“Are all of you there?” I sighed.
“Shh, she can hear you.”
Sometimes I found it hard to believe Kyros’s siblings were older than seven. Except Safina. She was legit badass.
“Is my brother there?” Gerome asked.
I eyed the vampire next to me.
Nodding, Kyros extended his hand.
A ball of excitement formed in my gut. The fourth blood exchange would be easier than I’d thought. The same thing just had to happen in the right setting—his tower.
“What?” he snapped.
Couldn’t blame him. I felt seriously unsatisfied too. I straightened on my seat and twitched my cover-up back into place over my boobs, fidgeting against the agonising ache between my legs.
Just what I needed.
I exhaled, fidgeting again. Ten seconds. That was all it’d take to get me there in this state.
“Please tell Father I’ll attend him soon. I met up with Miss Le Spyre on a business matter,” Kyros said.
Uh, what?
“To ask her to give the staff human lessons again, of course,” he replied. “We were just finishing, tell him—”
Kyros’s expression smoothed. “Father.”
Shit.
“Yes. A business meeting.” Kyros pressed his lips together. “Yes, Father. Of course. We’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
My eyes widened. We?
No.
No fucking way!
Kyros disconnected and looked at me.
I scowled bloody murder, folding my arms. “I’m not going.”
His face hardened. “Fucking Neelan told them where I was.”
“Your parents?”
Kyros turned on the car. “Correct.”
I faced forward. “Drop me off before you go there.”
“That’s not how it works, Basilia. My father ordered us to attend him.”
“He doesn’t own me,” I shot back, real fear spearing me. I had far too many secrets for a meeting with King Julius.
Kyros reversed, sending sand and gravel flying. “In our laws, he does. You’re under my blood compulsion and I’m part of his clan. You are his. Until the fourth exchange when our laws officially recognise us as courting. Only then do I have more rights to what can and cannot be done to you.”
I couldn’t stop my suspicion at his words.
“It’s the truth, Basilia,” he snapped.
“Don’t get snippy at me,” I retorted. “I don’t have to believe anything you say.”
I’d extracted details from Fernando on what the next three blood exchanges entailed, but I should speak to Laurel in greater depth about Vissimo laws surrounding the exchange process. I wouldn’t put it past Kyros to lie just so I’d run into the fourth exchange to be safe from his father.
Though that suited me, too, as long as there weren’t any nasty surprises—which there had been so far at every turn.
Kyros ignored me as he navigated the car onto the highway leading farther away from Bluff City. “I’m going to kill Neelan.”
Yeah, he could get in line.
I was yet to spend time with the brawny vampire, but Neelan seemed like he had a chip on his shoulder and a serious rebellious streak. Kyros’s siblings were all alphas, but Neelan gave me the most unstable vibe of the lot.
I didn’t envy him the malice in Kyros’s voice though. That promised pain.
“You owe me big time at this point.” I picked up the argument from a new angle. “Drop me at the estate and go yourself. I have zero desire to spend the day with your family or meet your parents. And I am so deadly fucking serious about that.”
He clenched the wheel. “You think this is what I had in mind when I asked you to spend the day with me?”
My reply was calm. “I have no way of knowing, Kyros. Silly me for believing the beach gimmick, I suppose. Should’ve stayed at the damn estate.”
Kyros didn’t answer, but I listened in on his frustration and disappointment. And fear.
Which was totally reassuring.
I’d seen a live stream of King Julius rolling the dice, and he was one scary motherfucker.
“You must come, Basilia. As much as I wish it otherwise,” he said, jaw clenching. “I can’t defy a direct order from my king.”
From his father.
I whacked the car door. “Why does he want me there? This is so messed up!”
I was in serious shit.
“Because he explicitly told me not to pursue you further after our third blood exchange.”
“So you decided to take me to the beach and lunch on your day off that you usually spend with your family? Are you daft?”
He shot me an irritated look. “I have no idea how Neelan found out. But we met for business. You turned down my offer for human lessons again.”
This was ridiculous. “Sure. What about if he decides to search my mind for the truth?”