Page 43 of Forged in Dusk
I grab my cell phone, sliding my fingers over the screen to look at my messages.
Lance ~ Rogues know who you are. They know about your girl and plan to take her to force you to work with them.
Kon ~ Fuckers don’t have a clue who they’re dealing with. It’s not happening but tell me the DETS, the plans to take my girl.
Lance ~ On it.
My fucking heartbeat is pounding so damn fast and hard that it feels like my heart is going to pop out of my chest.
Those fuckers will not get hold of my Princess Baby.
I walk out of the bedroom to get some coffee in the modern kitchen. I start the coffee maker; everything takes a couple of minutes.
Yeah, to me, it’s fucking unreal the modern convenience that we enjoy compared to what we did centuries ago.
I grab my cup of coffee and walk to my office to start work. I need to shoot a message to meet with my brothers, and yeah, I’m asking them to come over to my place.
Fuckers!
Kon ~ Vlad, Dion, we need to meet. I have DETS to update you. So please come to my place.
Vlad ~ Indeed.
Dion ~ Okay.
It takes them a few minutes to teleport into my office. Yeah, they use my aura to locate me; that makes it easy.
“What’s up,” Dionisie says, walking over to grab some water from the bar.
“Hey,” Vladimir says, looking around the office.
“Thanks for coming. I have an update on the Rogues. Lance located their lair here in Sacramento. The Rogue that’s leading the faction is the one Ivan turned, and he’s a fucking Russian drug lord. He then turned his immediate ranking men, but they didn’t have a clue about what they were doing. They’re killing a lot of people; it looks like they have a bloodthirst,” I say, falling onto my chair.
I take a sip of my coffee, looking at my brothers.
“That fucking dangerous for the humans and us because the Rogues can make our life hell on Earth. The humans will not know the difference between the Kozlov Vampires and the Rogues,” Vlad growls, rubbing his neck.
“Fuckers! We need to stake them,” Dionisie growls, crushing the plastic water bottle.
“Right. Princes, I found my soulmate. She’s pregnant, and I’m going to claim her,” I say, looking at my brother's surprised face.
“Fuck, yes! Congratulations on the baby,” Dionisie says, smirking, walks over to give me a brother hug.
“Fuck, that’s great news. Congratulations Kon! Now I need to step up my game,” Vlad says, smiling, walks over to hug me.
“Hey, what do you mean you need to claim her? Why haven’t you,” Dionisie asks, raising his eyebrows.
“I’m going as soon as I can. I don’t want to freak her out; we just learned that she was pregnant,” I say, nodding.
“I’m happy for you, brother; what’s your girl's name,” Vladimir asks, walking over to get a glass of Whiskey from my bar.
“Claudette Morgan. She fucking beautiful, smart, sweet, and absolutely perfect,” I say, grinning.
“Yeah, I see that you’re hooked,” Dionisie says, chuckling.
“Yeah, you can say that, but I don’t fucking care. I’m worried for Claudette because the Rogues know who I am; they saw me with my girl. The fuckers are planning on taking my mate to force me to work with them. That’s not going to happen,” I growl, resting my hands on my hips.
“Motherfuckers, we can’t allow them to do that. Let us know when you plan on staking them so we can help you stake them through their black hearts,” Dionisie snarls, fisting his hands.
