Lord Belshazzar glanced left and right, then grabbed his cell phone where he had left it on the couch. He glanced at the screen. He sneered at whatever he read on it, his fangs gleaming in the dark. “No. It’s just Master Niallan’s friends trying to break in. Apparently, he didn’t contact them before he went to bed and no one can enter his room.”
I stared. “No wonder the others want you with them.”
He grunted and placed his phone in the pocket of his dress pants. The vampire adjusted the leather bracelet around his wrist and then peered down at his attire, double-checking his appearance. Extremely vain man. His ice blue eyes peeked up at me through his lashes while he worked on buttoning his jacket. He ordered quietly, “Wait five minutes, then exit my bedroom.”
“Will do.” I yawned so wide my jaw cracked.
“Gwynnore?”
“Yes, Lord Belshazzar?”
His eyes ran over my features. “Just checking.”
I snorted. “I’m not that young.”
“Yes, you are.” He sighed and walked toward the door. He grumbled under his breath, “I didn’t even hear the damn security system go up.”
“Flaws. Know ’em, and then fix ’em.”
“Very true. I did that earlier, in fact.” He paused at the door and flicked a finger at me. “Cover up. They know someone’s in here with me, but they don’t know who. I’d like to keep it that way.”
Rolling my eyes, I pulled the cover over my head. “Me too, my lord.”
I stayed absolutely silent.
And barely even heard him leave.
I was sure he had been just loud enough for me to hear.
CHAPTERTWENTY
~ GWYNNORE ~
I held my smarting hand close to my chest as I left Lord Belshazzar’s room. I really shouldn’t have tried to pry that hidden panel open. My fucking blood was now stained on the wood thanks to the sadistic booby trap he had left for anyone trying to open it. While I had slept for those two hours, the overlord had been busy fixing the panel.
He would know I had tried to open it.
And I didn’t care. He had known I would try to look anyway leaving me alone in there. So, basically, he hadn’t warned me and let me fall into the trap.
No. I was not cleaning up that blood.
I nodded to the guard who had kept everyone out.
The man didn’t even glance at me.
It was obvious where his loyalties lay.
With the ancient lord.
I kept moving, my feet carrying me to my apartments. Even if his bed was better, mine sounded damn fine right now. I yawned and shook out my hand, passing a random vampire.
Or…not so random.
I stopped in my tracks and pivoted.
He had done the same, standing ten feet from me.
I stared, my tone droll. “I would know that ugly mug anywhere.”
