"Hand over your phone." Fletcher demanded coldly, evidently furious that he had been photographed.
"Fine." The stranger sighed and handed the device over, as of he was a teenager being punished for staying out too late.
"You already SENT THE PHOTO!?" Fletcher asked furiously, picking the vampire up by his collar. "ARE YOU NOT FEARFUL OF MY WRATH?" The stranger gave him a blaze look.
"Do I look like I care?" He asked, as Fletcher put him back down.
"Meet me in my office in an hour." Fletcher demanded. "You are dismissed. Savannah, pack up the books, we are going to go home." Damn, he's sexy when he is commanding, Savannah thought as she packed up the last of the books.
"Is everything okay?" Savannah asked as Fletcher locked the door to their apartment.
"The man that we met today, Killian, managed to send out a picture of the two of us before I could confiscate his phone. The whole coven knows about your existence."
