Chapter 35
Kamilla pouted sadly as she watched Viktor sleep. It was morning, but as usual in Onyx, the sky was covered by a
thick blanket of clouds.
She sat cross–legged on the bed beside Viktor, watching him with concern. What? She, Kamilla Drew, hater of all arrogant Vampire Kings, was concerned for Viktor, most arrogant of all Vampire Kings?!
Yes, dammit! She was. Kamilla huffed. It was that wretched concern that had sent her back to him when she’d been an inch from freedom. That despicable concern that had her hand reaching out to softly stroke back his hair
now.
She stroked the thick locks softly, unable to stop herself. His strong profile softened just a tad bit when he was asleep. His smart mouth soft and his frown erased.
Kamilla scoffed. He was King of Onyx. The most powerful man she’d ever met in her entire life, and yet, she who had no power, nor wealth… she had to protect him. The memory of the pain he’d gone through when Charming came out filled her head and Kamilla swallowed the lump in her throat. He’d been in so much pain.
She sighed. “Why won’t you wake up?” she whispered. “What’s wrong? Are you really, really hurt?”
Kamilla knew that the moment Viktor woke up, it could possibly become Armageddon because of what Charming
did, but she still wanted to see the dark, seductive blue of his eyes. She missed him.
Like magic, her wish was granted. Kamilla’s hand froze in his hair when Viktor’s eyes opened. She gulped.
Slowly he blinked and turned his gaze to her and then up to her hand in his hair.
“What’s this? Are you trying to seduce me or something?” Viktor demanded, his voice husky from sleep.
Kamilla snatched her hand back, but couldn’t help the smile that curved her mouth.
“Viktor! Y–you’re awake.”
Eyeing her suspiciously, Viktor sat up beside Kamilla. “And just why are you so happy over the fact? Last I remember, you were trying to kill me.”
Kamilla waved that all away. “Oh, never mind that!” She shuffled closer, holding his hand in hers, all cheerfulness and smiles. “How do you feel? Are you alright? Should I ask Demetrius to make you a delicious casserole?”
Viktor’s eyes narrowed further and his gaze zeroed in on her hands around his. “Just what is this? Why are you being so nice? Did you plot my death while I was asleep?”
milla gave him a look. “No! Geez.”
Viktor tilted his head. “Did you really miss me then?”
The question would have received an easy denial before, but now Kamilla knew that she had actually missed him. Blast! No matter. He couldn’t know that.
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She pulled her hands away from his. “N–no.”
Kamilla made to shuffle away, but in a split second, he’d wrapped his hand around her neck, jerking her forward to
seal her lips against his.
She made a sound closely resembling a squeak, stunned at Viktor’s sudden attack. An attack was exactly what it was. Kamilla’s defenses were currently down and it was like Viktor could feel that as he deepened the kiss,
delighting in the taste of her. Damn, she tasted so good.
Kamilla’s eyes fell closed of their own will, her hand trailing up to cup his face as his lips moved hungrily against
hers.
The doors burst open.
“Oh, my God!” screamed Kamilla as she went falling of the bed. “Ow!”
Viktor leaned over to look at her with a frown before turning to glare at Damon who stood in his doorway.
“Damon, what the hell are you doing?” he demanded.
Damon stalked. “What the hell am I doing?! Me? Why’re you asking me that when you signed off on a potential
war!”
Viktor frowned and shook his head. “What the fuck are talking about?”
Damon huffed to calm himself and melodramatically flicked back his hair. “Viktor. You gave your word for an
inter–Kingdom marriage! Not just with any kingdom, but with fucking Cassius!” Kamilla flinched from her spot on the floor. If Damon had been human, his face would’ve been red for sure. “And not any girl! God, Viktor, the
Queen’s daughter?”
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