Denver's POV
"Ah? So fast." Lucian, the Vampire prince smirked at my sight.
"What is the meaning of this, Lucian?" I gritted my teeth in anger as my eyes slightly rolled to Celia's corner.
She also looked surprised to see me.
"Coming here means you are prepared for death and also going to accept my deal." He curled his lips with a brow raised.
I approached him.
"You are wrong, Lucian. I'm here because I want my woman back and you're not going to lay your filthy hands on her." I threatened him.
"Your woman? Is that how fast you are at claiming women? If she's your woman, who is Laura?" He clicked his tongue while shaking his head.
"That is none of your business." I shunned him.
"Cecilia or whatever you call her is not leaving my camp except you accept the deal. And you know what I mean." He grinned mischievously.
"I can't surrender my pack because of a woman!" I yelled at his face.