Chapter 78

"I'd rather be Ruarc's seventh wife than go back to my pack as a human," I declared defiantly.

Sia's expression darkened, and the ominous purple dot in his eyes reappeared. "You did not just say that," he growled.

"Yes, Crinka. You did not just say that," Massa chimed in as he lounged on his bed, his legs crossed. I couldn't fathom why he was still present. Sia and I were in the middle of a conversation, and a bit of privacy would have been appreciated.

"Of course not," I responded, glaring at Massa. "I don't want to be a bloodsucker."

"Well, that's a bummer," Massa remarked casually. "I'm sure you would have looked badass with red eyes. It would totally match your hair."

"But Hanos didn't have red eyes, Massa."

"That's because he wears contact lenses. And add 'king' the next time you refer to my uncle. The walls have ears, you know."

"And eyes," I retorted. "Not contact lenses."

"A vampire is no doe."

"I don't care."

"When