Chapter 41 Cold Stone Cell

"I claimed my mate," Vasilis shot back, raising his broadsword. "Jealousy does not suit you, Orson."

"I am not jealous," Orson laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "I am going to cut your head off and roll it down the mountain."

Ignatius drew his silver longsword. The Vampire King stepped between the ...

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