"I don't understand why every path leads me to Malenia," Thea grumbled, frustration etched on her face. "Either Ares summons me or my mother orders me to strengthen our alliance with vampires, driven by fear of your bloodthirsty kind turning on us."
She took a delicate sip of her tea, her anger stewing.
Kaito chuckled. "Maybe it's a sign you belong here, or fate has other plans. Blah blah blah."
Thea rolled her eyes at the demon, but her gaze shifted to Atlan, noticing his pale complexion and distant stare. "Are you okay?" she asked, concern creeping into her voice.
Sent by her mother to explore potential marriage, Thea had discovered Atlan topped the list. The notorious vampire prince, known for his battlefield exploits, brothel escapades, and ruthless tactics, was a petrifying prospect. Yet, in this moment, her apprehension gave way to worry for his well-being.
