My Vampire Prince’s Fake Bride
Part 2
Staring casually at his flawlessly manicured nails, Craig lightly suggested that my terrified demeanor meant I desperately needed a vacation.
Despite his careless bravado and mocking tone, I could clearly see the quiet desperation hiding beneath his arrogant smirk.
Because a highly trained syndicate of mysterious assassins was actively trying to kill him, he naturally doubted my ability to protect him in my current fragile state.
Leaning significantly closer with a surprisingly kind gaze, he unexpectedly offered to help me deal with whatever nightmare had made me desperate enough to accept his grandfather’s dangerous job.
Promising I could simply walk away once my mysterious problem was permanently solved, he actually sounded completely sincere.
Rendering me utterly speechless, this notoriously ruthless vampire prince was genuinely offering me an impossible lifeline.
Since he was practically untouchable royalty among his immortal kind, surely he had much better things to do than help a disposable, easily frightened fake bride.
Opening his arms in a dramatic and highly exaggerated gesture, he jokingly encouraged me to tell ‘Uncle Craig’ exactly what was wrong.
Realizing he was only trying to get rid of me out of sheer self-preservation, I immediately snapped out of my terrified daze.
He clearly believed my perpetual state of anguish made me completely useless as an undercover bodyguard.
Although my original goal in taking this terrifying job was simply to escape my psychotic mate, I suddenly felt a fierce, burning determination to prove my worth.
Having been personally entrusted with his security by the legendary vampire king himself, I firmly refused to disappoint the only person who had given me a real chance in years.
Swallowing the massive lump forming in my dry throat, I ruthlessly pushed my crippling panic aside.
Instead of confessing my terrifying secret and breaking my cover, I boldly reached out and grabbed his freezing hand.
Giving his icy fingers a remarkably firm and reassuring squeeze, I stared directly into his piercing blue eyes.
‘I swear on my life that I will keep you safe,’ I promised with absolute, unwavering conviction.
Instantly freezing in place like a beautiful marble statue, his trademark arrogant smirk vanished completely.
His bright blue eyes widened in absolute shock as he stared down at our intertwined hands.
Feeling a sudden jolt of static electricity rush all the way up my arm, I wondered if I had somehow just broken the invincible vampire prince.
If I fully trust this unpredictable, blood-drinking prince with my terrifying secret, I might be sparking an all-out supernatural war that burns both our worlds to the ground.
But if I selfishly run away, my exiled mate will eventually drag me back into the dark and fulfill the deadly prophecy.
Would you risk dragging a notoriously ruthless vampire prince into your own deadly mess just to cheat death, or would you run away to fight your psychotic mate completely alone?
Part 3
Slowly pulling his hand away from her fierce grip, Craig stared at her as if she had suddenly grown a second head.
Smoothing the nonexistent wrinkles from his immaculate white shirt, he quickly regained his trademark composure.
He did not push her to reveal the terrifying secret she was so desperately trying to hide.
Pressing for details about her mysterious panic was apparently not on his current agenda.
Instead, he simply accepted her bold vow of protection with a subtle, intrigued smirk.
While Megan watched from the bed, the vampire prince paced gracefully across the luxurious cream-colored carpet.
His bare feet made absolutely no sound against the thick fabric.
A dozen different tactical scenarios were clearly racing through his brilliant, centuries-old mind.
‘Get dressed,’ Craig ordered without looking back at her.
‘We are leaving the estate in exactly twenty minutes.’
Megan scrambled quickly out from under the thick duvet.
‘Where are we going?’ she asked.
Despite her best efforts to sound brave, her voice trembled slightly in the quiet room.
‘We are going to investigate whatever had you looking like a terrified rabbit,’ Craig replied with a dangerous smirk.
Pulling open the heavy oak door, he stepped smoothly out into the brightly lit hallway.
Megan stared at the empty doorway for a long, silent moment.
That the notorious vampire prince had accepted her protection without mocking her seemed completely unbelievable.
Rushing into the massive en-suite bathroom, she splashed freezing water onto her pale face.
She needed to wake up and focus her scattered thoughts.
Brian was still out there somewhere in the sprawling, dangerous city.
As a highly trained apex predator with a massive chip on his shoulder, her exiled mate was incredibly dangerous.
Tearing Craig apart just to punish her would not bother him in the slightest.
After quickly pulling on a pair of dark denim jeans and a fitted black sweater, Megan laced up her heavy combat boots.
She strapped a silver dagger to her thigh purely out of habit.
By the time she hurried downstairs to the grand foyer, Craig was already waiting by the towering front doors.
A tailored black leather jacket hung perfectly over his plain white t-shirt.
Catching a set of heavy car keys effortlessly, he offered her a tight, acknowledging nod.
‘Ready to track down your mysterious stalker?’ he asked.
Megan nodded silently.
They stepped out into the crisp morning air.
The bright sunlight stung Megan’s sensitive eyes.
Craig led her toward a sleek, black sports car parked in the circular driveway.
He opened the passenger door for her with mock chivalry.
Megan slid into the low leather seat.
Craig climbed into the driver’s side and fired up the roaring engine.
The powerful car surged forward down the long, winding driveway.
They drove through the towering iron gates of the estate.
Craig glanced at her.
‘Where exactly did you see him last night?’
He kept his eyes firmly fixed on the winding road ahead.
‘Outside the retro diner on 5th street,’ Megan replied.
‘He was standing under the broken streetlamp across the intersection.’
Craig nodded slowly.
He expertly navigated the heavy morning traffic.
They arrived at the diner within fifteen minutes.
Craig parked the sports car in a dark alleyway behind the restaurant.
He stepped out and scanned the bustling street.
Humans were rushing past them with their morning coffees.
They were completely oblivious to the supernatural predators walking among them.
Megan led Craig toward the broken streetlamp.
She dropped to a low crouch.
She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply through her nose.
The scent of stale grease and car exhaust filled her lungs.
Beneath the overwhelming urban stench, she caught a familiar scent.
It was a sharp, metallic odor mixed with pine needles.
It was Brian.
Her heart hammered violently against her ribcage.
‘He was definitely here,’ Megan whispered.
She stood up and wrapped her arms around her waist.
Craig crouched beside her.
‘Can you tell which way he went?’
Megan pointed toward a narrow alleyway branching off the main street.
‘That way.’
Craig did not ask how she knew.
He simply accepted her tracking skills without a single question.
He drew a sleek silver handgun from his leather jacket.
He held the weapon loosely by his side.
‘Stay behind me,’ Craig commanded.
He stepped into the dark, damp alleyway.
Megan followed closely at his heels.
Her sharp werewolf hearing picked up the faint sound of scurrying rats.
They walked past overflowing dumpsters and discarded cardboard boxes.
The narrow alleyway opened up into a deserted courtyard.
Megan inhaled deeply again.
Brian’s scent was much stronger here.
It clung to the damp brick walls like a heavy perfume.
Suddenly, a low, menacing growl echoed through the courtyard.
Megan froze in her tracks.
She knew that sound intimately.
It was the sound Brian made right before he attacked.
A massive, dark gray wolf stepped out from the shadows.
The beast bared its razor-sharp teeth at them.
Thick saliva dripped from its terrifying jaws.
Its yellow eyes locked onto Megan with murderous intent.
Megan stumbled backward until her spine hit the brick wall.
She could not breathe.
The horrifying visions from Pam’s prophecy flashed through her mind.
Brian was going to kill her right here in this filthy courtyard.
Craig stepped smoothly in front of Megan.
He raised his silver handgun without a single ounce of fear.
‘Down, boy,’ Craig mocked.
The massive wolf lunged forward with terrifying speed.
Craig fired two shots in rapid succession.
The silver bullets grazed the wolf’s thick shoulder.
The beast yelped in pain and crashed into a pile of wooden crates.
It immediately scrambled back to its massive paws.
It glared at Craig with pure, unadulterated hatred.
The wolf turned and sprinted back into the dark alleyway.
It vanished into the shadows before Craig could fire another shot.
Craig lowered his weapon and let out a frustrated sigh.
‘Well, that was incredibly rude,’ he muttered.
He turned around to face Megan.
She was violently trembling against the brick wall.
Her face was completely drained of color.
Craig tucked his weapon away and closed the distance between them.
He gently grabbed her shaking shoulders.
‘Hey,’ he said softly.
‘Look at me.’
Megan forced her tear-filled eyes to meet his piercing blue gaze.
‘He is gone,’ Craig assured her.
‘You are perfectly safe.’
Megan shook her head frantically.
‘He will come back,’ she choked out.
‘He never stops.’
‘Then we will be ready for him,’ Craig declared.
He wrapped a comforting arm around her trembling waist.
He guided her back toward the hidden sports car.
Megan leaned heavily against his solid side.
She felt a strange sense of comfort radiating from the cold vampire.
They climbed back into the luxurious vehicle.
Craig immediately locked the doors and started the engine.
He drove them away from the terrifying courtyard.
Megan stared blankly out the passenger window.
Her mind was reeling from the violent encounter.
Brian had actually tried to attack them in broad daylight.
He was growing increasingly reckless and desperate.
‘We need to talk to my grandfather,’ Craig announced.
He tightened his grip on the leather steering wheel.
‘He needs to know that a rogue werewolf is targeting my fake bride.’
Megan swallowed hard.
Dan already knew exactly what she was.
He was the one who had hired her to protect Craig.
But Dan did not know about Brian’s specific vendetta against her.
They arrived back at the sprawling estate within twenty minutes.
Craig bypassed the grand staircase and headed straight for his grandfather’s massive study.
He pushed open the heavy oak doors without bothering to knock.
Dan was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk.
He looked up from a stack of ancient parchment documents.
‘Craig,’ Dan greeted smoothly.
‘To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?’
Craig marched right up to the heavy wooden desk.
He slammed his pale hands down onto the polished surface.
‘Someone just attacked us in the city,’ Craig growled.
Dan raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
He shifted his piercing gaze toward Megan.
Megan quickly averted her eyes and stared at her combat boots.
Dan asked the question calmly.
‘Were you targeted by the assassins again?’
‘No,’ Craig replied.
‘It was a rogue werewolf.’
Dan leaned back in his luxurious leather chair.
He steepled his fingers beneath his chin.
‘A werewolf, you say?’
‘Yes,’ Craig snapped.
‘It came straight for Megan.’
‘It completely ignored me.’
Dan narrowed his ancient eyes at Megan.
‘Is this true, my dear?’ he asked softly.
Megan nodded slowly.
‘It was my ex-boyfriend,’ she whispered.
‘He has been stalking me.’
Dan let out a dramatic sigh.
‘Human drama is so incredibly tedious,’ he muttered.
‘He is not human,’ Craig stated firmly.
‘He shifted into a massive gray wolf right in front of us.’
Dan’s calm demeanor instantly vanished.
He sat up straight and slammed his fist onto the desk.
‘A shifter dared to attack my family in broad daylight?’ he roared.
The sheer power in his voice made the crystal chandelier rattle overhead.
‘I will have the mutt tracked down and executed immediately.’
Megan flinched at the harsh words.
She hated Brian with every fiber of her being.
But hearing a vampire king order his execution still sent a chill down her spine.
‘There is something else,’ Craig added.
He crossed his arms tightly over his chest.
‘The wolf had a very specific scent.’
‘It smelled exactly like the poison used in my last assassination attempt.’
Megan gasped out loud.
She stared at Craig in absolute shock.
‘Are you sure?’ she demanded.
Craig nodded grimly.
‘Vampires have extremely sensitive noses, munchkin.’
‘I would recognize that foul stench anywhere.’
Megan’s mind raced through the terrifying implications.
Brian was not just a violently jealous ex-boyfriend.
He was the mastermind behind the attacks on the vampire prince.
He had been orchestrating the assassination attempts the entire time.
But how did a banished werewolf gain access to deadly vampire poison?
He had to be working with someone on the inside.
He had to have a powerful vampire ally.
‘This changes everything,’ Dan murmured.
He stood up and paced behind his massive desk.
‘If a rogue shifter is working with our enemies, we are facing a massive conspiracy.’
‘We need to lock down the estate immediately.’
Craig shook his head stubbornly.
‘No,’ he argued.
‘We cannot show weakness.’
‘We have to attend my mother’s grand gala tonight as planned.’
Dan stopped pacing and glared at his reckless grandson.
‘That is suicide, Craig.’
‘The gala will be crawling with our political enemies.’
‘Exactly,’ Craig smirked.
‘It is the perfect opportunity to flush out the traitor.’
‘They will assume we are completely unaware of their little shifter alliance.’
‘We can use Megan as bait to draw the rogue wolf out into the open.’
Megan swallowed a massive lump of pure terror.
Using herself as bait for Brian was a literal death sentence.
It aligned perfectly with Pam’s terrifying prophecy.
‘I am not using my bodyguard as bait,’ Dan stated firmly.
Craig frowned in confusion.
‘Bodyguard?’ he repeated.
‘She is my fake bride.’
Dan cursed loudly under his breath.
He had slipped up and revealed her true purpose.
Megan squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself for the inevitable explosion.
Craig slowly turned around to face her.
The muscles in his jaw locked as he took a slow, unsteady step backward.
‘You are my bodyguard?’ he asked quietly.
Megan slowly nodded her head.
‘Your grandfather hired me to protect you,’ she whispered.
‘I am not really a helpless human.’
‘I am a werewolf.’
The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them.
Wait.
She had just spoken the forbidden words.
The vampire compulsion had somehow broken.
The magical seal in her mind had completely vanished.
Megan gasped and stumbled backward.
Dan dropped his heavy silver pen onto the mahogany desk with a loud clatter.
‘How did you break my compulsion?’ he demanded.
Megan dug her fingernails desperately into her own scalp.
‘I do not know,’ she cried.
‘I just wanted to tell him the truth.’
Craig let out a dark, bitter laugh.
He dragged a hand through his perfectly styled dark hair.
‘This entire situation is a massive joke,’ he sneered.
‘My grandfather hired a runaway werewolf to protect me from her own psychotic ex-boyfriend.’
‘You cannot possibly make this garbage up.’
He stormed toward the heavy oak doors.
Megan reached out a trembling hand toward his retreating back.
‘Craig, wait!’
Craig did not stop walking.
He slammed the heavy doors shut behind him.
The deafening sound echoed through the massive study.
Megan let her heavy body slide down the side of the desk until her knees hit the floor.
She had finally told him the truth.
And she had completely ruined everything.
Dan let out a long, exhausted sigh.
He sank heavily back into his luxurious leather chair.
‘Do not worry about my temperamental grandson,’ Dan assured her.
‘His fragile pride is simply wounded because he was kept completely in the dark.’
‘He will eventually come around to reason.’
Megan wiped a rogue tear from her cheek.
‘He hates me now,’ she whispered miserably.
‘He does not hate you, my dear.’
‘He is just frustrated by the dangerous situation.’
Dan rubbed his temples with his pale fingers.
‘You must prepare yourself for my daughter’s grand gala tonight.’
‘The rogue wolf is clearly accelerating his violent timeline.’
‘We must be ready for a direct assault on our territory.’
Megan nodded in silent agreement.
She left the massive study and trudged up the sweeping staircase to her bedroom.
A team of highly demanding human stylists was already waiting for her.
They immediately ushered her into the massive walk-in closet.
They stripped away her combat boots and comfortable jeans.
They painted her face with heavy, dramatic cosmetics.
They twisted her blonde hair into an elegant, complicated updo.
They squeezed her into a breathtakingly tight crimson gown.
The heavy silk fabric dragged dramatically across the cream-colored carpet.
Megan stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror.
She looked like a perfectly poised, incredibly expensive vampire bride.
She did not look like a dangerous werewolf bodyguard.
She slipped her silver dagger into a hidden sheath strapped to her thigh.
She needed to be ready for absolutely anything tonight.
A soft knock echoed through the quiet bedroom.
Craig stepped into the room before she could answer the door.
He was dressed in an impeccably tailored black tuxedo.
He looked absolutely stunning and completely untouchable.
He stared at Megan for a long, silent moment.
His bright blue eyes swept over her crimson gown with unmistakable appreciation.
‘You look incredibly beautiful,’ he finally murmured.
Megan swallowed the massive lump in her throat.
‘Thank you,’ she whispered.
‘I am incredibly sorry for storming out earlier,’ Craig said stiffly.
‘I do not appreciate being lied to by the people I trust.’
‘But I understand why you kept your dangerous secret.’
Megan felt a massive weight lift from her shoulders.
‘I never wanted to lie to you, Craig.’
‘Your grandfather literally compelled me to keep my mouth shut.’
Craig smirked and offered her his arm.
‘My grandfather is a paranoid old fool.’
‘Come along, my fierce little werewolf.’
‘We have a glamorous party to survive.’
Megan looped her arm through his.
They walked down the sweeping staircase together.
The massive ballroom was already packed with wealthy supernatural guests.
Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the swirling crowd.
Beautiful vampires in expensive gowns sipped crimson blood from delicate crystal flutes.
A classical string quartet played a hauntingly beautiful melody in the corner.
Megan scanned the crowded room with her sharp predator eyes.
The air was thick with the suffocating scent of expensive perfume and sweet decay.
Suddenly, a familiar scent cut through the overwhelming odor of the vampires.
Megan stiffened in absolute shock.
She recognized the earthy scent of pine and fresh rain immediately.
It was Tyler and Heather.
Her pack members were actually here in the vampire stronghold.
Megan tracked the scent to a pair of uniformed waiters carrying silver trays.
Tyler was wearing a stiff white shirt and a black bowtie.
Heather looked incredibly uncomfortable in a tight black serving dress.
Megan discreetly pulled Craig toward a secluded corner behind a massive marble pillar.
‘My pack members are here,’ she whispered urgently.
Craig casually sipped from his crystal flute.
‘The waiters by the champagne fountain?’ he asked smoothly.
‘Yes,’ Megan confirmed.
‘They must have infiltrated the human staff.’
Tyler spotted Megan and immediately marched toward their secluded corner.
He shoved his silver serving tray onto a passing table.
Megan hissed at her packmate.
‘What are you doing here, Tyler?’
‘We are getting you out of this death trap,’ Tyler growled.
He grabbed Megan’s arm and tried to pull her away.
Craig smoothly stepped forward and swatted Tyler’s hand away.
‘Do not touch my bride,’ Craig commanded coldly.
Tyler bared his teeth at the arrogant vampire.
‘She is coming home with her pack,’ Tyler snarled.
Heather suddenly appeared beside Tyler and placed a calming hand on his shoulder.
‘We do not have time for a pissing contest,’ Heather snapped.
She turned her intense green eyes toward Megan.
‘Brian is here, Megan.’
‘He has formed a massive alliance with Diane.’
‘They are planning to slaughter the loyalists tonight.’
Megan’s blood ran completely cold.
The terrifying pieces of the massive conspiracy finally snapped into place.
Brian had allied himself with Craig’s power-hungry mother.
Diane wanted to eliminate her son and overthrow her father’s rule.
Brian wanted to destroy the vampire royalty and drag Megan back to his rogue pack.
It was a perfectly symbiotic, incredibly deadly partnership.
‘We have to warn Dan,’ Megan gasped.
‘It is way too late for that,’ Tyler muttered.
He pointed toward the grand staircase at the far end of the massive ballroom.
Diane was standing on the sweeping landing.
She was dressed in a shimmering silver gown that reflected the warm chandelier light.
She clinked a silver spoon against her crystal flute to command the room’s attention.
The string quartet immediately stopped playing.
The crowded ballroom fell completely silent.
‘Welcome, my esteemed guests,’ Diane announced with a sickly sweet smile.
‘Tonight is a very special occasion for our noble family.’
‘Tonight, we are ushering in a glorious new era for our kind.’
A tall, imposing figure stepped out from the shadows behind Diane.
He was dressed in a sharp black suit.
His dark hair was slicked back flawlessly.
His piercing eyes locked instantly onto Megan from across the massive room.
It was Brian.
He looked incredibly powerful and completely insane.
Megan stopped breathing.
The terrifying visions from her future crashed into her mind with sickening clarity.
This was the exact moment she was supposed to die.
Brian raised his hand and snapped his fingers loudly.
Total chaos erupted in the elegant ballroom.
Half of the vampire guests suddenly pulled out concealed weapons.
They lunged at the unsuspecting loyalists with terrifying speed.
Screams of terror echoed through the massive chamber.
Crystal flutes shattered loudly against the marble floor.
Blood spilled across the luxurious cream-colored carpets.
Tyler and Heather immediately shifted into their massive wolf forms.
They tore into the treacherous rogue vampires to protect the innocent humans.
Brian leaped over the sweeping marble balcony.
He landed flawlessly in the center of the chaotic ballroom.
He marched straight toward Megan with a murderous sneer on his face.
‘It is time to come home, little mate,’ Brian growled.
Craig stepped firmly in front of Megan.
He tossed his crystal flute aside and bared his sharp fangs.
‘She is not going anywhere with you, mutt,’ Craig hissed.
Brian let out a dark, mocking laugh.
‘You think you can stop me, bloodsucker?’
Brian’s body suddenly convulsed violently.
His sharp bones cracked and snapped sickeningly under his skin.
His expensive suit tore into bloody shreds as his body expanded.
Within seconds, a massive dark gray wolf stood in his place.
The beast roared ferociously and lunged directly at Craig.
Craig dodged the initial attack with incredible supernatural speed.
He landed a devastating punch against the wolf’s thick jaw.
The massive beast stumbled backward but immediately recovered.
It swiped its razor-sharp claws across Craig’s chest.
The sharp talons shredded Craig’s expensive tuxedo and ripped deep into his pale flesh.
Craig grunted in pain and staggered backward into the marble pillar.
The wolf lunged forward again, aiming straight for Craig’s exposed throat.
Megan could not just stand there and watch the vampire prince die.
She could not let the terrifying prophecy control her destiny any longer.
She had to fight back.
Megan ripped the heavy silk fabric of her crimson gown.
She let out a primal scream as she surrendered completely to her inner beast.
Her flesh tore effortlessly as her powerful wolf clawed its way out.
The painful transformation took less than three seconds.
A beautiful, sleek white wolf exploded from the shredded remnants of the red dress.
Megan lunged forward and crashed heavily into Brian’s massive gray side.
She threw the enormous beast away from the injured vampire prince.
The two massive wolves rolled violently across the bloody marble floor.
They snapped and snarled at each other in a terrifying display of primal fury.
Brian was significantly larger and much stronger than Megan.
But Megan was incredibly fast and desperately fighting for her life.
She dodged his heavy, crushing bites and repeatedly slashed at his thick neck.
Brian roared in frustration and pinned her firmly against the ground.
His heavy jaws snapped dangerously close to her vulnerable throat.
This was exactly how the dark prophecy was supposed to end.
He was going to choke the life out of her.
Megan refused to accept her tragic fate.
She kicked her powerful hind legs violently into Brian’s stomach.
She threw the massive wolf off her body and scrambled back to her paws.
Craig suddenly leaped through the air and landed squarely on Brian’s back.
The vampire prince wrapped his muscular arms tightly around the wolf’s thick neck.
He sank his razor-sharp fangs deep into the beast’s vulnerable flesh.
Brian howled in absolute agony.
He thrashed violently to dislodge the attacking vampire.
Megan seized the perfect opportunity.
She lunged forward and sank her teeth deep into Brian’s injured shoulder.
Together, the werewolf and the vampire overpowered the massive rogue alpha.
Brian collapsed heavily onto the marble floor.
He whined pitifully as his strength completely drained away.
He slowly shifted back into his bloody, broken human form.
Craig stood over the defeated rogue with a cold, merciless glare.
‘You should have stayed away from my bride,’ Craig stated flatly.
He swiftly twisted Brian’s neck with a sickening crack.
Brian’s lifeless body slumped against the cold marble floor.
The terrifying prophecy was finally broken forever.
Megan shifted back into her human form.
She crouched naked and shivering on the destroyed ballroom floor.
Craig quickly stripped off his shredded tuxedo jacket.
He gently wrapped the dark fabric around her trembling shoulders.
He pulled her into a tight, comforting embrace.
The battle raging around them slowly came to an end.
Dan and the loyalists had successfully subdued Diane and the traitorous rogues.
Tyler and Heather trotted over to Megan in their wolf forms.
They nuzzled her affectionately before shifting back into humans.
‘You fought like a true alpha today, Megan,’ Tyler praised her.
Megan smiled weakly and leaned her tired head against Craig’s solid chest.
Craig stroked her messy blonde hair with surprisingly gentle fingers.
‘You saved my life, little wolf,’ Craig murmured into her ear.
‘You saved mine too,’ Megan whispered back.
They had survived the impossible odds together.
They had forged an unbreakable bond in the bloody fires of the treacherous ballroom.
Megan finally felt completely safe in the arms of her vampire prince.
THE END
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