CHAPTER ELEVEN
Grau slipped away and Tegan slammed the door shut, revealing the comfortable vampire seated on the floor. Paul had drawn one leg up close against his chest and rested an arm against his bent limb. A crooked smile graced his lips.
“You don’t have any reason to harm me,” the vampire assured him.
Tegan leaned down and grabbed him by the collar. He lifted him off the floor and marched over to the fireplace where he deposited him in a heap on the floor. “Why were you spying on us?”
Paul brushed off the wrinkles on his soiled cloak and wrinkled his nose. “Such harsh words toward one who merely wishes to warn you of the danger in which you find yourselves.”
“Why would we be in danger?” Tegan challenged him as I slid off the bed and sidled up to his side.
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