James had at last taken control of his emotions and hadn’t lost his temper since. That didn’t mean his fangs were useless, though.
“And if your fangs have been pried out of your mouth?” his father demanded.
“No one would ever be foolish enough to remove my fangs. Mother says I’m the most powerful vampire in the world. I can walk in the light, and I can steal power from anyone I choose.”
“No, she says you will be.” His father’s expression hardened. “You are a prince, James. The crown prince. Many in this world and the other will covet your direct line to my throne. Many will try and hurt you simply to hurt me. You must know how to defend yourself, always, for every situation.”
James gave the sword another once-over. Long, thin and polished to a vibrant shine. He was not used to its heav
