Chapter 167
De Vivar waited until we were alone…except for the body of my brother…and then he came toward me.
“You smell abominable.”
“Sorry. I’d be more than happy to go home and take a shower.” I might as well have kept my mouth shut.
“You should have welcomed me when I arrived at your home. You would have been a favored pet, and things would have gone better for you. Now…”
“No.”
“…now you won’t survive this night.” He was reaching for me, and that brought him up short. “What do you mean, no? You might have been able to deny me at your home, but now you cannot. You’re in myhome! You must do as I say because you love me.”
“No,” I said again and tried to push myself back, but I couldn’t go anywhere: I was flush against the wall.
De Vivar glared and lunged at me, and I thrust out my hand in an attempt to keep him away from me…to keep those fangs, those glittering white fangs that dripped almost as if venom leaked from the tips, away from me.