VICTORIA

I stood at the doorway, protected under the tent, watching him brutally drag that man away.

His roar set the entire camp on high alert within seconds.

His lycan aura spread out, scaring the hell out of the warrior wolves.

There was no doubt who the boss was.

“I know a lot of you have questions about the female who's with me. I wasn’t born yesterday!”

I peeked out to see him jump up onto a wooden table that creaked like it was crying under his weight.

Every gaze dropped. No exceptions.

“Your doubts or complaints mean nothing to me. Whoever I choose as my lover is my business!”

He stared at them with a savagery that made my blood run cold, his canines out, ready to tear flesh.

But there's always an idiot.

“Uh… sir, but she's a vampire and you said before we should take her as a prisoner… Aaafgrr!”

He didn’t finish that sentence.

Something whistled through the air and flew straight at the warrior who had dared speak.

The corpse of the man who’d brought me water—slaughtered by Dr