CHAPTER SEVEN
A growl escaped Luca’s throat, though Sfetnic stepped between the vampire and dragon. His sharp eyes fell on his master. “We cannot allow you to take her.”
Master blinked at him before he burst into laughter. “Take her? Why would I want to do that? I merely wanted a touch of her blood while she was with child. You know that as well as I do, Copil.”
I whipped my head from one vampire to another. “I’d like to know why that’s so important.”
The master’s yellow eyes fell on me, and his lips stretched into a grin that showed off his fangs. “Because, my dear, there is nothing as sweeter as tasting the blood of two people at once. Not the finest blood in the land,” His eyes flickered up to the bottle in Sfetnic’s grip, “nor the exhilaration of your first kill can compar
