V - почему я хочу тебя

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Russian Translation - why do I want you

The man immediately pushed Katya out of his personal space and began to think. He fell into his throne and attempted to grab and assassinate her again, but this time, Nikolai stood guard in front of his maker.

"Stop." He whispered. His words only threw fuel into the blond man's burning anger.

The man grunted and popped out his fangs. He hissed at Nik, and he did the same.

"I am a fossil, I advise you to step away." Said the man. He took one step closer to Nik and looked at him nowhere else but his eyes.

"As am I, uncle." He teased. "perhaps older. Perhaps younger. Our ages coencide." He pushed the man back onto his throne.

Katya sighed.

"Are you done growling?" She asked, looking annoyed at how long they did.

He stood up again, and Nik did as well. He didn't want him to attempt anything again.

"Where is Pam?" He questioned.

"Pam?" Katya asked.

"The blonde woman protecting the entrance." He broodingly asked.

Katya stared back at the entrance to see if she was there. She sped towards the wall Pam was thrown into and picked her up into her arms.

She brought her to the man out of respect, immediately acknowledging his obvious concern.

"Be a gentleman." She stared at him for a few seconds before he brought out his arms.

She gently placed the woman into the blond man's arms, slightly touching his hands. His chilling touch brought goosebumps to Katya. In response to Katya's touch, the warmth of her fingers made him raise an eyebrow.

He placed the woman in his throne and looked towards Katya.

"What becomes of you?" He muttered.

Katya sighed again. "I would expect to know a man's name before he questions me of matters that are beyond his -"

She eyed his stature. His guard never faltered, no matter Katya's slight gesture of kindness.

"Why do you care?" he blankly asked. Katya raised an eyebrow.

"Kataerina Nikolaevna Romanov."

"There, now you're obligated to make my acquaintance." She added.

Suddenly, the woman woke up and groaned.

"I hate russians."

Nikolai didn't react due to him being focused on anything that was in a certain range of maker, but Katya couldn't help herself and chuckled.

Pam slowly got up from the throne and stood up. She stood beside Eric immediately after.

Eric grimaced. He walked toward Katya and sniffed her neck. He brought his hand forward and ignored Nik's growls. Nik brought his hand forward to stop him, but Katya gave him a side eye, signaling to stop. She was curious about this outcome.

Without being aware of her actions, he stepped back slightly and placed his hand on her chest.

"Human." He muttered. He felt the beat of her heart. It was beating normally.

Everybody in the bar continued on what they were doing and began to ignore their stare down.

He removed his hand.

"So are we just gonna stare at each other or realize there is a big fucking hole in the wall." Pam interrupted.

"Yes Pam, I suppose you must get that fixed now. " he stated.

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