Page 55 of Son of a Bite


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Rafaela was the last with a claim to a throne that no longer existed.

Alobaz had done that too.

Every murder, every devastation, landed squarely on him, before falling on the emperor.

While I studied my books, I’d decided.My vengeance wouldn’t end with Alobaz.

I’d kill him.

Then I’d kill the emperor.

I’d kill whoever was responsible for neutralizing me when I should have been a tremendous weapon.

I’d take out everyone who needed killing.

A vampire’s vendetta was as significant as the sänglure who enacted it.

“He’ll regret taking Teo from me,” I said, without need to specify whohewas.

Marina seethed, too, with knowledge that Teo’s murderer was free, enjoying life at a castle instead of paying for his many,manycrimes.

“So we can’t find the parvnit.”I shrugged.“So be it.Maybe the ocean dealt with her.Or the higantorus swallowed her as a pre-appetizer snack.Whatever.She’s not our problem anymore.If she shows up, I’ll deal with her then.”

“We’ll deal with her.She dampened your power and locked you up.No one hurts my Sora.”

I tried to restrain my smile but failed.“I’m glad you’re here with me, Mina.”

She smiled back.Her teeth were slightly crooked, spindly, and very sharp.

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.Especially since I never thought I’d see the day that”—she glanced around—“the great and formidable Soravelle Davana would be dressed like this.”

She dragged her gaze up and down my body, slowing along the ample curves of my hips and the even ampler curves of my breasts, plumped and pushed up for appreciation.

“I’ve disguised myself for jobs before,” I said.“Many times.”

“You have.But your plan has never been to go in as a whore and conquer your mark by conquering his pole.”

I blinked.“His … pole?”

“You heard me.”

I snorted.“His ‘pole’ won’t be my concern for long, nor will it be his for long either after I get my hands on him.And you know I don’t tell you everything.”

“I know that.”

“I’ve seduced my targets before.”

“But have you ever paraded yourself as a prostitute?”

“No, and I won’t be ‘parading’ myself this time either.All I need is to infiltrate the castle, find him, draw his eye?—”

“His pole, you mean.”

I chortled.“Okay, yeah, hispole.And then when I’m close enough, when he’s distracted by my body, I take his head.”

My fangs lengthened, sharpened.I rolled my neck, as if I’d find him waiting for me at the port of Galmeen.

“He doesn’t stand a chance against you,” Marina said.