Chapter 93

Carden

“I don’t get it!” I said pointing my fork at the vampire lord, who was drinking hot tea, before stabbing another breakfast sausage. She looked disappointed at me as she ate her takeout she ordered, but they can cook. “I mean like, why do I smell every vampire here except Lord Fancy Pants?” I said, drinking my orange juice.

I heard soft snarls from some of them and Nora shook her head. “Car