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“Sonuçta her Gecedoğan Kral, cesetlerden oluşan bir tahtta taç giyerdi.”
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“It’s that unbelievable that I have respect for human life?” he snapped. “I used to fucking be one of them.”
“Bu dünyayı değiştirmek mi istiyorsun, küçük yılan? O zaman daha sonra seni kimsenin yakalayamayacağı kadar yükseğe çıkana değin kafesine tırman. Parmaklıklarını kır ve onları silahın yap.”
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“A family?” I whispered.
“A wife. A child coming. A lot of future to live for. I was willing to do anything for it.”
I didn’t notice my lips had curled until his thumb moved, tracing the shape of that smile as if it was something worthy of reverence.
“Are you going to kill me, Oraya?”
I didn’t run. Didn’t move. Instead, I lay my palm flat against his chest.
I surprised even myself when I replied, “Not tonight.”
“You might destroy me anyway.”
I saw it here, in this moment. Want. Desire.
And I knew what it was for vampires to desire someone like me. I knew it so well that it should have sent me running.
I drew in a sharp inhale.
The man I had seen at the feast. I recognized him right away, because here, just as he had at the ball, he stood out as markedly different than any other vampire. Everything about him seemed rough and unfinished, right down to the way he held himself—with an untamed, threatening ease, stark in contrast to elegant vampire beauty.
And when he stood, I realized all at once why his voice had sounded so familiar. There it was: the bloody bandage wrapped around his thigh. Right where, say, a short human girl might have plunged a dagger when trying to break out of his grasp.
Fuck.