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“What has brought you here?” Tristan questioned him.
“And with such ill intent,” Maddock quipped as he gingerly rose to his feet.
Alex bared his fangs at the fae. “I don’t care what he’s here for. We need to kick his ass.”
Gwyn chuckled as he lowered his glowing hand and the light was extinguished. “I see my plan to make off with this mortal has been ruined. That is, unless you wish to hand him over to me. Being a sire of such a powerful vampyre, he is sure to cause you grief.”
“I-I don’t know anything about the vampyre who attacked me!” Charlie whimpered from the bed.
Gwyn gave him a sly smile. “Then you know very little of vampyres.”
“We would hear what you know of his sire,” Tristan spoke up.
Gwyn looked up and arched an eyebrow at the dragon shifter. “So you seek the
