not scream. His eyes glowed lighting up the rest of his face. The bright glow made his strong features seem so much more menacing. His his cheeckbones looked gaunt and shadowed behind that bright light. His fangs had fully dropped and I realized the fangs he’d been teasing me with before were just for show. These fangs meant business I was sure he could tear out my whole throat with these fangs. The white of those super long fangs made his lips look so much redder like they were perpetually covered in blood. He snarled, his upper lip peeling back to expose all his teeth which had all taken on a sharper appearance. His dark brows drew together in anger. It’s one thing to know what lurked beneath the mask , but it is another entirely to have it close enough to breathe on you. The air around me seemed to thicken . I couldn’t pull in enough oxygen . I smelled that lavender scent that seemed to be exclusively him, but I also smelled the exhaust from the cars around us . T hat and the concrete and tar the scent that was exclusively parking lot. I drew in a shaky breath.
“Caden,” he drawled. Something very frightening crawled through his expression. He definitely didn’t like my dad. “You cannot kill me here my old f r iend ,” he waved a hand towads the milling crowd, “ there are many witnesses.” I could see the glow of my father’s sword over the Vamp ire ’s shoulder. I resisted the urge to yell , Daddy! How’s that for tough? A short sob of relief escaped me.
When my father spoke, I could hear the contempt in his voice. They definitely had some kind of a history together. “I’m thinkin g no jury is gonna convict me, e ven if you are legal and all now , as you have my daughter by her throat. All I need is a jury of mom’s and dad’s,” he gave a bark of a laugh, “hell, even aunts and uncles will do.” His voice didn’t rise above that gravelly quiet he’d started out in. I’d seen my dad in hunter mode before, but it never failed to amaze me just how frightening he could be. His own eyes glowed with that pure white light that is exclusively Ao. Anger marred his loving features making him seem hard and forbearing. Rage was relected in his very stance. I took a deep breath.
The glow under Tameron’s skin pulsed blinding me for a moment. Glee seemed to chase that murderous look from his eyes. “Daughter? Ahh, AoD,” he laughed, the sound made me shiver like someone had put ice down my back. It wasn’t a pleasant sound. It was a hateful kind of joy. “You’ve condemned yourself for a child.” He rubbed his face against me again. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he smelled me. I heard my father growl , it almost sounded like the noise the Vamp ire had made earlier , full of menace. “What Iris and I did or didn’t do is none of your business, bloodsucker.” My father growled at him.
The Vamp ire caught my eyes and held them for a moment , desire thwarted was easy to read there. My breath caught again and for a moment, I thought he would try to take my blood despite the f act that my father was ready to behead him. “But I want to know, Caden.” He said my father’s name like he was one of his friends not an enemy. “Why do you have possession of this child, why wasn’t she given to the council?” he smiled at my father maliciously. “Does she know the price you paid to keep her?”
“Enough,” my father shouted making me wince. I had never heard that tone come from him.
The Vampire smiled evily, “Did they forgive you when you lost your pretty little AoLi, Cade, or did you go crawling back to them on your hands and knees like the good fucking AoD?”
My father physically flinched.
For a moment the hate in the Vampires features softened, as if seeing my fathers pain was too much for him. He shook it off quickly. “How fortuitous for you that you could go back? Must be nice.” He snarled, “of