The Vampire Duke felt an itch urging him to just give in and let his daughter do whatever she wished. But when the smug face of that womanizing bastard friend of his flashed through his mind, he once again returned to being torn between anger and dread.
What Alaric had failed to remind himself of when thinking of Adam was the true reason why he abhorred the cocky c*nt so much.
All those years ago, following the conclusion of the Yggdrasil Tournament, Alaric returned to Nightingale in defeat. Even the other Vampire Dukes and a couple of lower-ranking Vampire Nobles had made it further than the Top 90. Yet he fell so short of expectations…
Mortified was an understatement for what he felt.
However, in the midst of his seemingly never-ending shame, a shining star brightened up his dreary life.
It came in the form of his wife—Carmilla Crestmore!
