When I walked into the hall I already found everyone there. Only one guest was there, at least I wouldn’t be too embarrassed when Laura or Draven found the chance to.
But as soon as his eyes laid on me, he rose from his seat, eyes wide and said you as if accusing me of something or like he knew me. Did he know or recognize me from somewhere?
I looked at Draven and he too had an expression of shock, he turned and faced the guest and he dropped his gaze like they had communicated something everyone wasn’t supposed to hear.
Draven cleared his throat and spoke,“Kyra , Laura this is Varlarde. He is the vampire prince of the southern vampires. “
Vampires, I’ve heard of them but never seen one up close. How people described them and how he looked were two different things.
I took my seat
