Darkest Prince

Darkest Prince by K.A. Jones

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immortal, everything that lives can die. Vampires didn’t turn to dust or crumble to ash when they were killed, they simply died, period. My trusted silver dagger had proven many times that not everything you read in books is real.
    The footage came to an end and Mackinley and Arius excused themselves, promising that before the night was over I would have my game of truth via the snooker table.
    I stood, putting a little distance between us. If Dario wanted to play it cool, then so would I. “So, a quick grand tour and then I need to go and collect my belongings.”
    He smiled and shook his head, “I will have Arius take you r bags to your room.” Well damn! “It’s not safe for you outside of these walls Shyla. You saw how easy it would be for a hunter to find you. They know we are here, we are both on the hit list and they would be quite happy to take cheap shots at us with silver bullets rather than face us like the cowards they are.”
    It wasn’t a case of being a coward, the hunters knew that Dario had guards and they also knew that I was a vampire now. For some inexplicable reason , my boss always knew when he lost a hunter. I hadn’t figured it out how, but the fact that I had dumped my phone and was no longer in contact with him, would alert hunter to the fact that I had failed my mission and, as I wasn’t dead, that could only mean one thing. Would my boss know that Dario had sired me? Or would he think that I was just a regular vampire with hunter training?
    “Come my fierce Princess, I want us to pick up where we left off yesterday.” The way I remembered it, I was ready to fling myself at him and beg him to make love to me, but judging by the worried look on his face , those thoughts were the furthest thing on his mind.
    Keera was putting a tray with tea and coffee pots , and fancy cups and saucers onto an end table when we arrived in the lounge that Dario liked to unwind in. She beamed a smile at Dario, completely ignoring me standing at his side. “Miss Diana had no use of me today my Prince, I will return to my quarters until you have need of me.” The way her hand automatically caressed her neck and the seductive smile she gave him made my blood boil. Who the hell did she think she was, offering herself to Dario this way? He smiled and softly said “Thank you Keera, but that won’t be necessary this evening. If Mackinley or Arius seeks you out, make yourself available to them.” Her lips pouted and she frowned a little, but she quickly recovered, curtseying with all the grace of a ballerina and left the room.
    As soon as she had closed the door , I rounded on Dario. “At least when I choose a lunch date I don’t flaunt it in your face. I can’t believe you would want me to feed from her knowing that you had done god only knows what with her previously!”
    Surprise followed by a look of annoyance flashed across his face. “Have I ever let you experience my feelings whilst I am feeding?” I shook my head, he hadn’t. I had never known when he was feeding. Dario had talked me through every meal; spoke into my mind telling me what to say, when to feed and when to stop, when to force my will on them so they would forget. “Then why presume that I have had a sexual encounter with the girl?” I gave a small shrug of my shoulders as I reigned in my temper. “Then let this be an end to the matter. We have to feed Shyla, I will continue to support you for as long as you need me, but know that I will not tolerate you leading a man on anymore, especially when I have willing donors here.” Not done with telling me off he said, “And whilst we are on the subject of males, I will kill anyone that you chose to seek your sexual relief with!”
    That simple last statement ignited the fadin g embers of my desire for him. I wrapped my arms around myself and tried hard to fight the urge to pounce on him. He casually walked to the couch and sat waiting for me to join him. I paced the floor several times

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