like that, drunk off of their love for one another.
Chapter 13
“A RE WE GOING back to the party?”
Kristoff watched her play with his hair. It slipped from her fingers as she played with his soft brown strands.
He kissed her, taking in her beauty. “We don’t have to.” He would be completely fine with sending everyone home. Nothing mattered anymore.
Just Willa.
And revenge.
Thinking of Lukas hurting her turned his stomach. What he would give to return to quiet strolls with Willa in the gardens, and parties at his home when they were young. They were both young and naïve. Lukas stole that life from them both.
Willa yawned. “I’d love to stay in bed with you, but Zoe and Stephanie are out there waiting for me to come back.”
“You’re right. But, I think I ripped your dress,” he said with a grin.
Willa returned the smile. “I almost forgot.”
He sat up. “Don’t worry. I’ll get Josef on it.”
“You just happen to have other gowns in your estate?”
“No, love. He will grab one for you from one of the shops.” He picked up his phone from the nightstand and sent a text to Josef. “You’re still a size 2, right?”
Willa nodded, smiling. “You don’t forget a thing.”
“Not when it involves you.”
She sighed and sat up beside him. “I remember everything about you too.”
“I’m glad to hear it. But,” his voice turned serious. “While we wait for your new gown, I want to know what Lukas did to you.”
Willa’s smile faded. “I told you. He took me. He hurt me. He used me. Can we leave it at that?”
Kristoff pursed his lips while searching her eyes. The pain he saw broke his heart. He wished he could take that pain away.
So many scenarios had gone through his mind, but never did he imagine that Lukas had taken Willa. It all made sense now. The night Lukas had bit Kristoff and made him his new protégé, Kristoff had feared what Willa would think of him. Her disappearance only overshadowed those fears.
Kristoff knew Lukas was a dangerous vampire, uncaring about others, but he didn’t think he was capable of such treachery.
To think, he acted as if nothing was amiss, putting on an act for Kristoff and the world alike.
“You don’t have to give me any details, Willa,” Kristoff said, leaning down to kiss her forehead. He could guess what Lukas put her through. It didn’t matter. The vampire king would be dead as soon as Kristoff found him. The Vampire Nation Summit was in a few months.
He didn’t want to wait that long.
She closed her eyes, and a tear fell down her cheek.
“I’m going to rid this world of him. I swear it.”
When she opened her eyes, an eerie smile came to her face.
“I have a plan,” she said and sat up. “Lukas has no idea what hell is coming his way.”
For a moment, Kristoff didn’t know what to say. The look on Willa’s face—the sinister glint in her eyes almost frightened him. The sweet girl he left behind was still there, but so was a vengeful witch fueled by rage.
A knock on Kristoff’s bedroom door made them both turn toward the sudden sound.
He tensed. Josef was quick, but not that quick.
“Lord Dargaard,” Kathy’s voice called.
He detected the shakiness of her voice.
Kristoff stood and put on his pants. “What is it?”
“There is a bit of a problem,” she said.
Something told him there was more than that. “I’m coming.”
“Kristoff,” Willa called, getting up from his bed. She rushed to his wardrobe and searched for something to put on. She put on a pair of his drawstring pajama pants and a T-Shirt. “I’m coming with you.”
The look on her face suggested that he wouldn’t be able to convince her otherwise. He gave a nod and slipped his shirt back on. Kristoff was prepared to protect her with everything within him.
With Willa behind him, Kristoff walked down the loft stairs to the door.
Kathy waited outside, her face red with what looked to be confusion and terror.
“Someone set the Hellhound
Chapter 13
“A RE WE GOING back to the party?”
Kristoff watched her play with his hair. It slipped from her fingers as she played with his soft brown strands.
He kissed her, taking in her beauty. “We don’t have to.” He would be completely fine with sending everyone home. Nothing mattered anymore.
Just Willa.
And revenge.
Thinking of Lukas hurting her turned his stomach. What he would give to return to quiet strolls with Willa in the gardens, and parties at his home when they were young. They were both young and naïve. Lukas stole that life from them both.
Willa yawned. “I’d love to stay in bed with you, but Zoe and Stephanie are out there waiting for me to come back.”
“You’re right. But, I think I ripped your dress,” he said with a grin.
Willa returned the smile. “I almost forgot.”
He sat up. “Don’t worry. I’ll get Josef on it.”
“You just happen to have other gowns in your estate?”
“No, love. He will grab one for you from one of the shops.” He picked up his phone from the nightstand and sent a text to Josef. “You’re still a size 2, right?”
Willa nodded, smiling. “You don’t forget a thing.”
“Not when it involves you.”
She sighed and sat up beside him. “I remember everything about you too.”
“I’m glad to hear it. But,” his voice turned serious. “While we wait for your new gown, I want to know what Lukas did to you.”
Willa’s smile faded. “I told you. He took me. He hurt me. He used me. Can we leave it at that?”
Kristoff pursed his lips while searching her eyes. The pain he saw broke his heart. He wished he could take that pain away.
So many scenarios had gone through his mind, but never did he imagine that Lukas had taken Willa. It all made sense now. The night Lukas had bit Kristoff and made him his new protégé, Kristoff had feared what Willa would think of him. Her disappearance only overshadowed those fears.
Kristoff knew Lukas was a dangerous vampire, uncaring about others, but he didn’t think he was capable of such treachery.
To think, he acted as if nothing was amiss, putting on an act for Kristoff and the world alike.
“You don’t have to give me any details, Willa,” Kristoff said, leaning down to kiss her forehead. He could guess what Lukas put her through. It didn’t matter. The vampire king would be dead as soon as Kristoff found him. The Vampire Nation Summit was in a few months.
He didn’t want to wait that long.
She closed her eyes, and a tear fell down her cheek.
“I’m going to rid this world of him. I swear it.”
When she opened her eyes, an eerie smile came to her face.
“I have a plan,” she said and sat up. “Lukas has no idea what hell is coming his way.”
For a moment, Kristoff didn’t know what to say. The look on Willa’s face—the sinister glint in her eyes almost frightened him. The sweet girl he left behind was still there, but so was a vengeful witch fueled by rage.
A knock on Kristoff’s bedroom door made them both turn toward the sudden sound.
He tensed. Josef was quick, but not that quick.
“Lord Dargaard,” Kathy’s voice called.
He detected the shakiness of her voice.
Kristoff stood and put on his pants. “What is it?”
“There is a bit of a problem,” she said.
Something told him there was more than that. “I’m coming.”
“Kristoff,” Willa called, getting up from his bed. She rushed to his wardrobe and searched for something to put on. She put on a pair of his drawstring pajama pants and a T-Shirt. “I’m coming with you.”
The look on her face suggested that he wouldn’t be able to convince her otherwise. He gave a nod and slipped his shirt back on. Kristoff was prepared to protect her with everything within him.
With Willa behind him, Kristoff walked down the loft stairs to the door.
Kathy waited outside, her face red with what looked to be confusion and terror.
“Someone set the Hellhound
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