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Only Half Dead
Chapter 120
So I cut him off at the corner and Damon throws the net over him so you can knock him out with the spadel” Kamilla tald Viator as la folland around his chambers, energetically explaining ideas on how to catch Rogan.
Viktor released a breath, turning before his mirror to inspect the healing wounds on his triceps. Kamilla had been talking about cafe plans to fight Bagan that didn’t need to end with one of their deaths all day.
“If the spade is too harsh, we can use a broom!” she suggested, peaking at him over his shoulder in the mirror. The light ones made of hay –
Kamilla. Viktor closed his eyes in
asperation. “If you don’t stop talking, I’m going to send you to your mother in England.
Kamilla put a hand on her chest and looked at him. “Excuse me? When did we exchange threats? Also, you can’t get rid of me, you need me
Viktor sighed. I’m certainly the first Vamp
King in history to be this annoyed and not kill what’s annoying me.”
Kamilla crossed her arms. “I’ve told you before to not refer to me as ‘what‘, ‘this‘ or
You behave like an it,” Viktor calmly informed her and turned away from the mirror to leave, but Kamilla stepped into his path.
“But just listen to me. I’m sure there’s a way f
that makes him hate-”
us to beat Rogan without anybody dying. If you let me find a way to dig in, I’m sure I can find out what it is
“Kamilla!” Viktor said loudly, lifting a warning hand. “I’ve had enough. Stop. He narrowed his eyes at her. “You’re sounding more and more like you’re trying to spare Rogan any harm than like you’re concerned for me.”
Kamilla’s jaw dropped open. “Well, that’s… ridiculous!”
Viktor’s gaze only grew sharper. “Good. Because that’s the person who killed your father. The person who killed both my parents and threatened yours and your mother’s lives even before you were born.”
Kamilla sighed. “I… I know. Seriously, it’s not about trying to save Rogan or anything.”
‘Since that’s the case, let me handle this my way. I’m seroi,
She nodded. “Okay, but let me contact Maya, Dre and-”
Kamilla shut right up when Viktor pulled her against his chest and kissed her hard, his mouth gradually softening against hers when he was sure she’d lost her train of thought.
Her palms were flat against his naked chest when he pulled away, to think a
Only when Kamilla blinked, did she realize he was already walking to the door.
She spun around in outrage. “You’re gonna stop doing that to me! It’s a form of bullying!
Viktor turned to her. “Then I’m your bully. What are you going to do about it?”
I any words besides Viktor, lips, kiss and damn.
The question went unanswered as Kamilla racked her brain but found no witty response. Darn brain cells only desert her when she needs them most!
Well… You… she stuttered. “How can you tell me not to fall in love with you and then do things like that?! You think I’m made of wood?!” Kamilla blurted
out.
Her words hung heavily in the air for a few moments of silence.
Viktor stared at Kamilla and Kamilla stared wide–eyed at Viktor.
Viktor pointed a finger at his face. “When did I tell you not-”
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“Jokes. IK!” said Kamilla and dashed past him and out of his chambers, running as far away as her legs could carry be
Goodness, she really couldn’t rely on any of her body parts. How could she blurt that cat, of all things?!
It was something that Kamilla couldn’t say to Viktor. Not yet.
He didn’t remember what happened that night and he thought she didn’t remember either, and Kamilla was determined to keep it that way, At least t remembered by himself.
She knew what had happened.
Viktor’s brain had recollected some of his memories at the mention of Elizabeth and Emma and what Kamilla had seen that night in his throne mom, that darkness… that was what remembering had done to Viktor.
What he had remembered had convinced him beyond doubt that he was a monster and Kamilla would be damned before she let him become like that aga
If Charming had somehow taken back his memories, Kamilla would shake his hand.
She reached the ground floor and slipped out through the back where the stables were, walking wearily along the path.
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