Vampire King: A Vampire Mafia Paranormal Romance (Nightshade Vampires Book 1) by Rowan Hart

Author:Rowan Hart [Hart, Rowan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Ambrose

“How the fuck did a human, junior investigative reporter find this much intel and we didn’t?”

I want to throw my chair through the window, but the last time I did that, Joséphine dressed me down for it like she’d been the one to raise me and not the other way around. I have my inner circle gathered in my office except for Kasar. Malachi stands at ease towards the center of the room, unfazed by my fury. Ashe simply crosses his leg over his knee, his finger beating out a steady tattoo as he stares at the wall behind me, deep in thought.

A harsh huff of amusement has me curling my lip in irritation as I direct my gaze to Lan, where he leans a shoulder against the window, ankles crossed and hands in his pockets like he can’t be fucked.

“Care to give me the answer, Lan?” I don’t even try to contain my irritation.

He gives a half shrug. “It’s obvious, sire,” he drawls. I curl my fingers at the disrespect in my title; Lan has never liked authority. I’ll have to remind him to heel soon. He continues before I can act on the impulse to throw him through the window instead of the chair. “She’s an attractive warmblood, and she’s a woman. All she would have to do is bat those pretty eyes, show a bit of tit, and act oh-so fascinated, and most males would feed her information without realizing it. And if she never took Rapture before, like your pretty little blood donor insists, that’s another angle she could play up.”

A snarl tears out of my chest at Lan’s mention of Eloise, and I straighten to my full height of six foot four inches. Rage and the instinct to protect Eloise, even from petty slander, lines my very bones. Malachi and Ashe focus in on me as the tension thickens the air to sticky molasses. Lan pushes off the window, his hands sliding from his pockets as he shifts into a deceptively casual pose, the embers of blood rage flaring in his eyes.

“Landon Polastri, you watch your tongue, child,” Joséphine says with a sharp look as she carries in a tray with tea, coffee, and water. Ashe rises smoothly to his feet and reaches for the tray, which she gives him with a sweet smile before turning her glare back to the blond at the window. “You are not too old for me to bend you over my knee and paddle your bottom until it’s red. Disrespecting your grandfather like a wildling.” She shakes her head, her hands on her waist.

“Yes, Matka,” Lan says, his defiance melting from his shoulders at the reprimand and the blood rage disappearing into the depths of him once again.

“Ms. Eloise is a wonderful guest,” she continues to chide him like an erstwhile child. Seeing as he was, in fact her child both in the human sense as well as vampire, Joséphine is the only one Lan won’t gnash his teeth back at.

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