Chapter Thirty-One

"Ok." What the hell, why did I say that?

He grabbed my hand and we made our way to the dance floor.

"Why did I agree to dance with you? That was not my intention." We danced flawlessly and effortlessly.

"I am not sure, maybe you could not help yourself and was overtaking by our attraction towards one another."

"I don't think so."

"Awe, are you saying you are not attracted to me. You act as if I forced you to dance with me."

I can`t put my finger on it, but he seems sinister. I really want to stop dancing, but my body will not listen to me.

"Lestat get your hands off her."

We turn around to face Dragan. His eyes showed contempt for this man.

"Dragan, I didn't think you mind if I danced with Anastasia."

"Well I do mind Lestat, so do me a favor and get the fuck off of her."

The crowd grew silent as they stared at the three of us.

"You don't have to be so grumpy Dragan. Here, I was just having fun." Lestat said as he directed me towards Dragan. "You were always selfish about sharing. Well, no need for the mood to go south. Let us continue to enjoy this lovely party hosted by Dragan."

Lestat walked over to a beautiful slender woman as the noise in the room grew from the crowd.

"Are you ok?" Dragan asked as he pulled me into a hug and whispered in my ear. "Watch out for him, he is not to be trusted and whatever you do, do not stare into his eyes."

I just nodded and hugged him tighter. I noticed their eyes piercing us. "Why is everyone staring at us?"

"They`re not, they are staring at you. It`s not everyday you see a wildling."

Before I could speak, Dragan kissed me. I think he is trying to relax my nerves. As he pulled back from our kiss, he caught the sight of Rebecca and for her to come over.

"Yes, how can I help you?" she smiled playfully.

"Watch over Ana, unfortunately, I have some additional business I must attend to. Make sure she does not come in contact with Lestat or that bitch Sonya."

"Got it."

"Who is Sonya?" I asked once Dragan was gone.

"Oh I forgot honeybun, Dragan keeps shielding you from us. Sonya is Dragan`s ex and Lestat`s wife. It`s good that you don't know her though."

"Why?"

"Because it means you didn't come across her list. She is what we call the reaper. She kills vampires that may be a risk of exposing us or overstepping their boundaries."

I look over to Rebecca and thought about all the times I have risked our kind exposure to the human race. It amazes me that I was not put on her list or was I and Dragan intervened somehow.

"Awe, Sugarfoot don't look so glum about it. Just know you are still here and that`s a good thing. Honestly, it is because before you came around, Dragan was so damn hard to deal with."

"Wait, isn`t he still hard to deal with?" I looked confused.

"Honey no, he has softened up a lot. There was a time that we vampires were scared to walk the same path of Dragan. They feared he would kill them. You see when I first met Dragan he was sitting on his throne lost to the world. Freshly turned vamp with no purpose to live or to reason with. I taught him everything he needed to know to survive once he was willing to get along with. He caught on very easily though, but there was always something missing. Emptiness and nothing to fill his void. I suggested for him to turn someone to make as a mate. He did so, but they either bored him or did not meet his expectations in which he later disposed of."

"And I do?"

"Hell no," she laughed "you are the complete opposite of them. You do not listen and have no trust in your maker at all. Lord, do you know how many phone calls I get about you from him?" She continues to laugh hysterically.

"He talks about me?" I can`t believe what I am hearing about Dragan.

"All the time. He loves you. You filled his void. He may not say it or show it but you are the only thing he cares about."

Before I can say anything, I can see Dragan walking up to us very briskly. He grabs my arm dragging me to the front door. "We need to get you out here now."