Chapter 153
Aaliyah
"Aaliyah," I whispered.
His eyes went wide, and he stilled for a moment. "Aaliyah."
Then Vladimir's hands tightened around my neck. My neck shot with pain, and panic washed over me.
There was a moment when all I felt was pain, and then I hit the floor. My head cracked against the tile as a burst of pain tore through me.
Silent.
I felt nothing.
The loud, brutal growl of Tristan shook me from my paralyzed state.
Vladimir stalked towards Tristan, growling. Black magic shone from his palm and shot out toward Tristan.
Tristan fell to his knees, his eyes red as he fought through the pain.
"You clearly don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment," Vladimir said. "The moment when I will kill you myself."
"Have you forgotten your place?" Tristan asked. "You are nothing but a bastard."
"I am your King," Vladimir snapped.