Page 87 of Pretty Little Death


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"You do know that anyone other than you who tried to touch me would die, right? I can't hold my power back even if I try. I have no desire to cheat on you, but even if I did, it wouldn't be possible."

"Right."

Someone walked by, eying me and picking up their pace.

I glanced down at my bare body and swore under my breath.

"What just happened, Gray?"

"Just flashed someone. Don't worry about it."

"Get your bare ass back in our apartment before I have to kill someone else this morning."

"Yes ma'am."I went back into the apartment and closed the door behind me.

No point in flashing anyone else or pissing Merrily off any further.

"Be careful,"I warned her, grabbing my phone and sending a few messages before I stepped into the shower to wash up.

Leon's death would trigger an assload of work for an assload of people, but mostly, me.

I would know.

I'd taken out at least a dozen vampire kings in the past eleven years.

"I'm always careful, and no one's brave enough to try to kill me anyway. Even if I wasn't so deadly, the wards would fall and my family would raise hell if I died,"she murmured.

"You forgot to include your mate in that statement.

"My family and my mate would raise hell if I died,"she corrected.

"I should be first in the sentence. Your mateandyour family."

"You're such a pain."

"Says the women who's now left me alone in bed on multiple occasions without so much as leaving a note."

I felt her amusement through the bond.

I got dressed and answered a few texts before throwing some pancakes together for Merrily. When she was back, all I had time to do was hand her the plate before someone was banging on my door, undoubtedly demanding my presence to help as they attempted to determine which vampire would take over as their new king.

Technically, Rae was the strongest. I'd been trying to convince her to put her name up as a possibility for years, but she refused to talk about it.

Which I knew meant there was no chance in hell she would participate.

At least Merrily now had a lead as far as getting Dante and Jazz out of prison. They would take back their thrones when they were free.

"I'm not going to be around much for a few days," I warned Merrily aloud, as someone banged on our door again."Trying to get the vampires to pick a new king is always a shit show."

"That's okay. Thanks for the pancakes." She flashed me a small smile.

She was so fucking beautiful.

"Anytime." I pulled her in for a long, deep kiss before releasing her and making my way to the door.

"Did you eat?" she called after me.

"Fed like a king last night, so I'm not particularly hungry," I called back.