The tension in the room thickened, the air almost suffocating as the Lords exchanged sharp glances. Thaddeus, the first to speak, leaned back in his chair with an incredulous expression.
"Who... on empire is that f*****g gorgeous?" he asked, his voice dripping with both fascination and hunger.
Gabriel's pale blue eyes flicked toward Damian, his nose scrunching as he took another deep inhale of the lingering scent. "That scent..." he murmured, his voice soft but laced with something dangerous. "Are you all forgetting her scent? It's unlike anything I've ever encountered."
Isaac leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees as his dark eyes glowed faintly crimson. "Who is she, Damian?" he demanded, his tone low and ominous. "Is she even a vampire?"
Damian's jaw tightened, his expressio
