“What happened here, and why is she on the floor?” King Jackson asked, his voice laced with bitterness.
“Sire, we saw her running out of her room,” One of the guards said, fidgeting.
“You saw her running from her room? That's all you can say huh? Why didn't you check to see what's wrong. Are you all daft?” King Jackson couldn't understand why his mate was running from everyone, including her own room.
He knelt beside her on the floor and his eyes met with hers. “Why were you running? He asked calmly.
Andrea kept locking eyes with him. Her past experience had been having some negative effects on her, and has been playing with her senses.
The vampire king's string arms swept under her, lifting her effortlessly gently from the marble floor in a bridal style, and he cradled her close to
