Hunted By The Barbaric Vampire King

|34|~All the King's Horses~

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Biggs POV.

"Hello, Ruq Wilde! The pleasure is damn sure not mine," I smile back as I turn around to face him. My warm eyes lock with his cold ones. As expected, he's wearing a wolfish grin that surprisingly transforms into a genuine one.

"Wow!" His mind also releases a wolf whistle."You clean up well, Bigg's," He praises.  His shockingly crystalline eyes rank me head from toe.

"You look okay," I tease, smiling a little harder.

"You're a fucking liar," he gloats, knowing damn well that he's hot as hell.

His tuxedo is tailored to perfection, complimenting his tall and muscular frame. His natural chocolate cosmos and earthy greatness blend wonderfully with his choice of cologne.

Out of the corner, of my eyes, I catch Devana openly eye-fucking him. It's evident, that she is more than willing to roam where the Wilde things are and I can't blame her. Ruq is hot as hell, completely fuckable if you're into wild things like him. Too bad for her, he's taken.

Now, that I'm thinking about it I don't know why I'm so surprised to see him in the first place.

Werewolves are extremely possessive and obnoxiously territorial which means naturally Ruq is here to claim his mate whether she wants to go with him or not. She does from my knowledge but if she didn't I'm sure he wouldn't have a problem with dragging her back to his home, kicking and screaming either way.

My brother on the other end is going to be the one who puts up a fight. I can't wait to see how everything pans out. A lot of dramatics, I'm sure. I'll be sitting there watching them, munching on a huge bowl of popcorn drenched in butter.

Ha.

"The king is asking what's taking so long," my sensitive ears pick up on one of the leech soldiers whispering to the other leech soldier who handed me the dog collar before he looks in Ruq's direction and advises, "It's time to go!"

Ruq nods his head before placing his focus on the fancy diamond case that houses the even fancier dog collar. "May, I?" he reluctantly asks for my permission to open the case only to proceed once I give him a nonverbal okay. "In all my years, I never met a woman who rejected free diamonds. Whatever happened to diamonds being a girl's best friend?" he says to me with a shy smile, while admiring the decked-out collar.

"My best friend's name is Night Falls, she's a baddie!" I wink and he laughs.

"You are something else, my friend! Something else," he laughs a little harder. Then he turns to face the smart-mouth fanger that I don't like and murmurs, "You are free to leave, Rodríguez. I'll escort Beretta and her entourage into the festivities."

Rodríguez Hernández.

The son of Hernando Hernández, a mass murderer who was known for his vicious exterminate hunters campaign that played a major part in the mass genocide of my people. He was known to be Luscious father Alvaro Akeldama's right-hand man. He was a monster and from what I've seen the apple doesn't fall that far from the tree.

Rodríguez Hernández is known to be just as brutal as his father. He's the head of Luscious military operations. His most loyal soldier and right-hand man, who has also played a major role in the extermination of my species.

He's known to be extremely dangerous but who cares. I'm deadly and if the opportunity ever presents itself I vow to rid the world of his filth the first chance I get. To me, he's nothing but the king's horse, majestic, strong, but tamable.

"I don't take orders from privileged dogs," the fanger that I now know to be Rodriquez claps back.

"That may be true but you do take orders for me," declares a dangerously deep voice from behind us. I smell him before my eyes search to see him.