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chose Basil.”
    Deva looked between them. “I thought she was already here.”
    “And what were you going to do if she were? Hmmm. As your king I have the right to pick anyone I choose as my mate. If you don’t like it, feel free to join a different clan.”
    “B-but I’ve been part of this one for two hundred years.”
    Basil felt a bit of enjoyment in seeing her pale even further. It was a mark of esteem to be a member of the king’s personal household. “Remember you are here only owing to my favour. I will withdraw it if I find you were the least bit rude to my future queen or her cousin.” He tilted his head to indicate Melinda beside him.
    He saw the flash of resentment in Deva’s eyes before she lowered her lashes. “Yes, my king.” She gave a reluctant curtsey, making the motion surprisingly graceful considering her tight pants.
    “Dismissed.” Basil left no room in his tone for misunderstanding. He wanted her out of his sight before he really did something to get the castle talking.
    The door was barely closed behind her before Melinda spoke. “You’re going to have problems with that one.”
    “Yep. I’ll have to keep a good eye on her. At one time I thought she might make a possible queen but I decided against it.”
    “Why? I thought the leather pants screamed royal potential.”
    Basil shook his head at Melinda’s sarcasm. “It wasn’t the pants. It was the fact she likes to scare and chase her victims before she feeds.”
    “Why? I thought most of them wandered into the castle to be feeders. I know mine do.”
    “She likes the thrill of inspiring terror in her victims and draining them of most of their blood.”
    “I thought that was illegal?” Melinda asked horrified.
    “No. Only if you drain a person completely. They can still recover when she’s done.” Basil grimly remembered her last victim.
    “You might want to assign a watch on Cora. I don’t want psycho woman painting a bulls-eye on my cousin’s back.”
    Basil nodded. “Good idea.” He wouldn’t put it past Deva to try to hurt Cora or have someone do the dirty work for her. Her eating habits hadn’t been the only reason he’d crossed her off the potential mates list. She was a mean, manipulative bitch and that was on a good day.

Chapter Three

    “I think you’re getting an undead reputation, boss woman,” Becka said, walking into Cora’s office.
    Cora looked up from her computer. They were both at the office late trying to finalise last minute projects for an event the next day. “What are you talking about?” Glancing at the vase of yellow daisies, she wondered if Basil had shown up on her doorstep.
    “A woman is here and wants to book an event.” Becka lowered her voice. “She’s definitely a vamp.”
    “Damn.”
    “Here.” Becka handed over a small spray canister.
    “What’s this?”
    “Garlic spray.”
    Cora tried to hand it back, but her assistant shook her head. “Trust me, you’re gonna want to keep it close to you. She really gave me the creeps.”
    “Are you heading out?” It was getting past seven and she knew Becka had a young daughter at home in the care of her elderly mother until she got off work.
    Becka’s expression showed she was torn. “I could stay.”
    Cora shook her head. “I’m sure your mother is exhausted by now.” Six-year-olds had a lot of energy and Becka’s mother was pushing seventy.
    “All right, but keep your cell phone close and hold onto that spray. I don’t trust her.”
    “Send her back on your way out.” Now Cora was getting nervous. She hadn’t heard or seen Basil since she’d ditched him two days ago. He’d sent the flowers but she hadn’t been back to the castle yet and she wasn’t in a huge hurry to return.
    “Hello there.” The woman was sex personified and she knew it. Her neckline dipped almost to her stomach with a few strings holding it together, and her leather skirt could only graciously be called mini if two more inches were added to