Vampire King’s Little Killer

Snitch: to secretly tell someone in authority that someone else has done something bad, often in order to cause trouble

Tessa

Days flew by easily when being Nero’s queen meant having mind-blowing vampire sex. But when Ammar reminded me that I still have a traitor out there and told me that no one messed with their queen. I willed myself to unlatch myself from daddy king to handle the matter of my informant.

“Aww… this is sweet,” I remarked when he opened the car door for me. “Thank you, son, now tell me, what have you found out? I bet it was my informant, that guy had always been sleazy but I thought I have scared him shitless a long time ago.”

I could almost see the imaginary roll in Ammar’s eyes when I called him Son. And my heart fluttered with strange playfulness. I should really check if being a vampire has cured my psychopathy disorder. Not having to pretend my feelings around humans have been quite relaxing and working together with Ammar and Aldrich to catch my traitor would be a lot of fun. I’d imagined.

Nero was back to handling the new addition to his line of sons and it was sweet seeing how Marshall had latched on to Nero’s side before Vesper took over and gave his brother a one-on-one hunting guide.

I haven’t been introduced to the hunting side of being a vampire, simply because of all the sex. But now I’d assume hunting my traitor would fall into the same category.

“This is us doing the mom and son bonding, isn’t it? I feel closer to you already.” I teased Ammar and he gave me a look. Well, I guess I couldn’t win them all.

“We’re here,” Aldrich interrupted from the driver’s seat and Ammar got out of the car in a record time. Well, maybe because he was just being his vampire self. I mean who wouldn’t want to spend time with their new mom?

John, my informant, who had likely used a fake name which he picked for himself was about to run out of his apartment when Ammar and Aldrich intercept the guy. There was something amusing to watch the man cower in front of two male vampires. John must’ve sensed the grave danger he was in when he turned around and saw me.

“He was going to kill me!” he desperately said, trying to defend himself.

“And you think I won’t?” I smirked and stepped closer, my trustee knife was in my hand when I cornered him to the abandoned alley next to his apartment building, far from prying eyes and street cams.

“I… they threatened to gut my insides and sell my…”

I didn’t let him finish when my knife carved the side of his neck, on the spot where I heard his pulse beating faster.

“What were you saying? And Yubkin is dead, just in case you were wondering. You should pick your winning team carefully, John. I trusted you.” I licked my lips when his blood trickled down his neck sipping through his boring colored grey shirt.

“P-please…”

“Aw… it’s sweet of you to think that I’d take pity on you.”

“What the fuck?” He hissed when I pinned him to the wall and pressed the knife into his wrist. It punctured and made a long line with the tip of the knife. His blood dripped onto the ground while the man was actually crying from the pain.

“Such a waste,” I grabbed his wrist and licked the blood when hunger suddenly hits. And I didn’t think twice when I pushed his chest with my other hand to keep him still and started draining his blood while the man looked at me in pure horror. It only took moments before the man became lifeless in my hands.

“Ugh, this hunger is going to take all the fun in my profession,” I grumbled, wiping the blood with the back of my hand, and let the man drop to the ground.

“It’s best to have your fill before going to work then,” Ammar stated as he helped Aldrich position the body and take his phone and wallet making it look as if our dear John was mugged and left to die.

“I will contact our coroner friend and inform him to make adjustments to his findings since your friend’s blood was drained,” Ammar explained as he stepped away from John’s body.

“Right, okay, so where to now?”

“Back to the den, Father asked for your attendance.”

“Did he now?” I arched my brow, thinking why would he want me there when I wanted to meet up with Chad and poke through his brain, wanting to know if my handler knows a thing or two about what John did.

“He wanted me to make sure you are not to wander in the streets, now that you’re his Queen. He has enemies, Mother. And you’re his weakness.”

“That’s very thoughtful of him. So, he wanted me to hide now that I’m his queen?”

There was a spark of amusement in Ammar’s eyes. I didn’t tag him as a mischievous son, but I was surely going to have fun with my eldest. And the night was still young.

“Have you had dinner, son? It was rude of me not to offer you, my untrustworthy informant. How about we take a stroll and we can visit my handler. You can have him if he knew even the slightest thing about John setting me up with Yubkin.”

“We have blood delivered, and there are humans willingly offered their blood. I will let Father explain that to you. But we limit our hunt now that we are expected to play nice with the humans.”

Ammar doesn’t look pleased with the facts and that was when I know we’d get along just fine. “Well, son, you and I both don’t like playing nice with the humans. I think it’s overrated. Humans and their feelings… pfft,” I waived my hand dismissing the absurd thought out of my head.

I called Chad when my ass parked in the backseat of one of Nero’s cars. Aldrich was waiting for my instruction while Ammar just shrugged at him when the guard raised his eyes as if he was questioning our next destination.

“Chad, my friend. Since I’m a very busy woman today, I need you to tell me the truth. Are you responsible for Yubkin’s and John’s death?”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“No, wait, John’s dead? Why?” His quick reply indicated that he truly did not expect the informant to be dead. “Damn it, beauty, do you have anything to do with this?”

When I didn’t answer Chad cursed, and from there I was convinced that he didn’t know anything about John delivering me straight to Yubkin. There were no words needed, we understand each other perfectly. I ended the call without saying anything further. Not when I already know his answer.

“Back to the den, boys. I have a king to please.” I smirked knowing I didn’t want to defy my new mate. At least not when I was horny after my kill. Maybe tomorrow when I’m bored I’ll go take a long walk to annoy my king. Cause I for one, didn’t want our union to be boring. A little fight and a whole lot of make up sex will always be a good foundation for a relationship. Yeah, I know stuff. I read books and study humans.