Chapter 117
A moment of silence passed in tension as Rogan’s glace bore down on Viktor who looked back at him with sharply narrowed eyes and a tight months.
Kamilla noticed how Damon was carefully hovering over Viktor as though to
grab him the moment he stood.
Vernon stepped forward, reaching for Rogan
arm.
Rogan”
Snatching his arm away, Rogan began stalking across the room, face tight with dark rage.
Viktor pushed out of his chair, fists clenching at his sides as Damon carefully attempted to restrain him.
“Don’t touch me,” was all Viktor had to mutter for Damon to immediately retreat.
Rogan bared his teeth as he reached Viktor.
“You think I’m a joke? Huh?! Do you think I’m playing with you, you sonofabitch?!”
Viktor’s mouth curved in distaste. “You make yourself into fucking joke, Rogan!”
Rogan was trembling with rage as he looked into Viktor’s eyes. “I… am going to destroy you. I swear.”
The Elders looked shocked at how the Rogan they knew to be gentle and reserved was speaking to their King.
Vernon put his hands together in a plea. “Rogan, you must stop-”
I’m going to end you, Viktor. I’m going to make you wish Darrius never had you,” Rogan growled, his handsome face contorted by the hatred and darkness that consumed him.
Viktor’s mouth curved. “I’d love to see you try. How about it? I’ll give you the chance, Rogan. I never wanted this throne anyway, so I have nothing to lose. So let’s see if you, an Elder older than me by a century… let’s see if you can end me. Or if I’m just going to end up kicking your ass and putting you in your fucking place.
Viktor’s words only added fuel to the fire and in the next second, Rogan grabbed him by the collar.
“You bastard!” Rogan growled much to the shock of the Elders.
“Rogan!” Vernon yelled as they rushed forward to separate the two as they very quickly started a slight brawl.
The Elders leaped out of the way however, when Viktor and Rogan fell onto the table and the thick wood split in two and crumbled to the floor.
“Oh, my God!” Kamilla gasped as Viktor and Rogan grappled on the sharp broken wood, unfazed by the cuts they were inflicting on themselves. She blinked in shock at the broken table. The thing was nearly a mile long and weighed nearly ten times the weight of the entire Legion and they’d managed to break
it?!
Damon stepped over them and, wrapping both arms around Viktor’s middle, pulled him up and off of Rogan.
Kamilla’s jaw dropped when Viktor’s hands remained clenched around Rogan’s neck even as Damon pulled him away.
Viktor grinned evilly as he strangled the life out of Rogan who glared at him with dark eyes as the Elder’s struggled to pull them apart.
Kamilla was shocked. How strong was Viktor that eleven Vampires couldn’t pull Rogan out of his grip?
When Viktor finally let go, the Elder’s fell back as a result of their tug–of–war, Rogan on top of them.
Pushing himself up, Rogan stared at Viktor with more hatred than Kamilla had ever seen in anyone’s eyes! Even more than Malfoy had in his eyes whenever he lost to Harry Potter! His large chest rose and fell with harsh breaths as he pushed back his blonde hair.
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Til he bark, Vain, he murmured darkly. “You better stay esfe in your daddy’s little ralità because I’m renting cher rêu –
Viktor jerked Damon’s hand aft his doulder and grinned at Ingat. “I’m counting in it
The Elders stood to block Rogan’s exit as they’d witnessed how he’d openly threatened the King a life, hut Rogan easily evated them by working to the cat windows and throwing them ripen.
Kamilla wahlwed open mouthed as Rogan stepped up onto the ledge and, spreading his arms, dove
She gasped and jerked Demetrius’s arm in alarm.
“Don’t worry.” murmured Demetrius. “He won’t die. Unfortunately.”
But
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