I already donât like this asshole:
Being followed was never a good thing, Jedi hadnât noticed it before but now she couldnât help but do so considering the fact that she was sure she kept hearing footsteps behind them. Glancing over her shoulder was all the proof she needed to be sure. There was someone following them. A guy, someone who ducked away to hide the second she turned to look. She glanced up at Deacon, frowning. How did he know about that?
Acting natural wasnât easy to do knowing there was someone following them but she tried. She followed Deacon into the alleyway, letting out a light gasped when she pushed away into cover. She couched down behind the dumpster, pressing her back against the wall. Her hand came up to cover lips, trying to stop herself from gasping when she heard the footsteps coming closer.
The man rounded the corner, stopping at the sight of Frost. His eyebrow rose, glancing around for the girl. âSince when do you allow yourself to be seen with cattle, Frost?â He taunted. âAre you that desperate, now?â his lips curved into a smile, teasing at showing his fangs. âTell me, does she taste as good as she smells? Perhaps youâll allow me a taster.â He stepped forward.
Deaconâs icy gaze matched his tone as he parted his pale lips to reply to the vampire, whom was already beginning to get on his nerves. âMaybe you should mind your own business. And, no, I donât think so. I mean, not unless you want to be ripped apart for attacking my familiar. No one would miss you, and hey, it would technically be your own fault.â That threat was empty, however, for she was not yet his familiar. But this guy couldnât possibly know that, so he continued on.
He briefly glanced in the direction of where Jedi was hiding, he had to get rid of this guy before he figured out where she was. It didnât help that he could smell her, and if he could, surely the vampire could as well. âItâs Kevin, isnât it? Or was it Kyle? I can never remember. Then again, I only remember important things. Anyway, donât you have better things to do than test me? Because last time I checked, you arenât even close to being on my level.â
He took a few steps towards the man before giving him a light pat on the shoulder, accompanied by a painfully insincere smile. âSo, Iâll give you one chance to turn around and walk away. Donât fuck it up.â He then dared to turn his back to the vampire, almost challenging him to do something. âCome back once youâre on my level, pumpkin.â
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