Bab 689: Stress

Arad sucked all the vampires back to his blood and looked down, Zia still sitting on his lap, dangling her legs down.

"Call me whenever you need help," She looked at his face.

"You're awfully quiet," Arad stared back at her, his eyes glowing red.

"The vampires' first and last wish was for our king Vlad to finally find the peace of death. You gave him that so I'm not that angry about it," She lifted her hand, pinching Arad's cheek, "But splitting me apart wasn't fun at all,"

"Talk about it with Eris, she's your senior." Arad sighed, ignoring the pinch, "And don't expect that you'll get off just with that. I'm sure she'll give you something in return for stepping on her face when we get back home,"

"Let her come, I'll step on her face again if needed."

"If she calls me again, I'll be happy to split you apart once more so don't get overconfident," Arad growled.