3.2 His Last by Charlene Hartnady

Author:Charlene Hartnady [Hartnady, Charlene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charlene Hartnady
Published: 2015-04-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Esral walked into the boardroom, the kings were talking quietly with their backs to the door.

“I don’t trust them,” Brant said.

“Don’t forget that they have sworn their fealty, besides I trust King Katar,” Zane replied, his voice deep and sure.

They were talking about her people.

“It’s the son that I am worried about,” Brant muttered almost to himself.

What was going on?

Both males turned to her as she entered. They had the most imposing dark stares that she had ever seen. Their eyes seemed to look right into her.

It made her heart race and her breathing hitch. It made her knees shake and her hands turn clammy. Xavier put a reassuring hand to her back.

She realized that, as kings, their natural inherent dominance easily asserted itself over others. A logical explanation. She reminded herself that she had spent many moons in the company of her father and brother who were both dominant leaders. Even her beloved mother had been a natural leader. As the princess, the same blood ran through her own veins. She was royalty, from strong stock and would not allow the likes of Brant and Zane to bully her.

Esral squared her shoulders while looking both males in the eyes. She stepped forward, moving away from the male behind her.

Xavier.

He was an enigma. He treated her like his naughty sister most of the time, not letting her do anything, kept saying it was too dangerous. Like going for a walk in the forest was dangerous. How was swimming in the lake dangerous? Yet he’d acted like she wanted to throw herself from a tall cliff or something.

He growled at any males that came too close, but made it quite clear that he wasn’t interested in her himself. The male had asked her out once, but she knew he did so out of duty rather than because he really wanted to so she’d turned him down.

By the way he rutted with the female vampires, it was even clearer that he didn’t want her. Her heart clenched painfully. If only there was a way to make him see that she existed. Not as his charge but as a female. All she wanted was for him to notice her. To really see her.

“Please take a seat.” Brant said, drawing her out of her reverie. The king pulled out a chair for her.

Esral inclined her head. “Thank you.” She sat down across from the formidable males.

Zane folded his arms on the table in front of him. His brow was creased, his eyes focused solely on her. “We have a few questions that we need to ask about your species.”

She nodded once. “I will do my best.” Although Esral was now one of the vampires, accepted amongst these creatures as one of their own, she was still very much an elf and would do anything to protect her people.

“Good.” Brant glanced at Zane. “Some elves were seen buying meat in Sweetwater.”

She felt her brow crease and her eyebrows draw together. “That doesn’t make sense. Are you sure they were elven?”

Zane nodded.

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