Game of Vampires: A Reverse Harem Serial (Part Three) by Rosette Bolter

Author:Rosette Bolter [Bolter, Rosette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Perhaps he hadn’t figured it out yet, but there was never any question who held Theresa’s loyalty. It was the commoners who needed a voice to speak for them. The unprivileged people of this world who wanted nothing more than the opportunity to take care of their loved ones. It didn’t matter if it were warlocks or princesses or vampires who wanted to deprive them of that right. If they were against the people, then they were against Theresa.

A shadow formed around Moldark’s figure. And a terrifying truth stung Theresa’s side.

He’s just like them.

“I have to go,” she said.

“By all means, you’re not my prisoner,” Moldark said flippantly.

She headed towards the door.

“Where are you going?” he hollered after her.

“I’m going,” she said, glancing back at him.

“What’s wrong with the window?”

She turned back and hurried towards the door. Before she reached it, he pounced on her and threw her across the bed. She struggled to get off it, but he landed beside her and held her down.

“Not your prisoner,” Theresa exclaimed. “Then what the hell is this?”

“Which of them is it?” Moldark demanded. “Who has stolen your heart?”

“No one!”

“Is it Harland? You have been in his close company?”

“Stop it!”

“Or perhaps it’s Lafayette. I saw you with him earlier.”

“Enough!”

“Surely, it’s not the Warlock himself. Not with all his misdeeds.”

“It’s none of them!”

He peered down at her, his eyebrows lifting. “The peasant? The – the carriage driver I let go? Him?”

Theresa swallowed.

Moldark laughed. “Peasant girl prefers her own kind then.”

“He’s married and he has a family so you’re wrong.”

He stared at her, his face darkening. “Why are you rejecting me?”

“You see it that way?”

“What is it you think about me that turns you away?”

Theresa shook her head. “This is your city. Isn’t it?”

He nodded. “Soon I shall have more.”

“Right. More of this.”

“This?”

“A city of vampires where ordinary folk aren’t safe. You’re all in your fancy houses drinking bottles of blood stolen from the innocent and abused. What sort of world is that?”

Moldark leaned towards her. “Like it or not, we vampires are the masters of this earth. You can hate us. But we only –”

“The Bloodflower,” Theresa said.

“What about it?”

“You find me the real bloodflower.”

“That’s impossible –”

“You find me that flower and you can have my hand.”

Moldark let go of her.

Theresa squirmed across the bed, then forced herself to sit up.

“Is it impossible or not?” she asked. “Don’t lie to me. Remember. You tell the truth.”

Moldark shuffled himself towards her. He placed his hands on her shoulders. Began massaging them. “I don’t mind this. You making me earn your affections.”

“Moldark. Answer my question.”

He kissed the back of her neck gently. “Anything is possible I suppose.”

Theresa forced herself off the bed, away from him. “This isn’t a game. Do you understand?”

“It’s all a game, Theresa.”

“No. Not this. You find me that flower. Then we can build a new truce between our peoples.”

“And if I can’t find it?”

“Then I am your sworn enemy,” Theresa said. “As you are mine.”

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