Chapter 68. A Royal Mess

Rafe

By the time I reach the tower stairs, the interloper has disappeared. However, I see a flash down the hall and realize I haven’t missed him by much. I kick off a wall more than turn and begin running after the asshole.

The figure stays ahead of me, but I’m faster. I’m close enough to make out the broad shoulders of a male vampire. He’s frantic, his fear spurring him to increase his speed, but I’m gaining on him. I’ve always been faster than most. I’m making this one fight hard for his lead, and he won’t keep it for long. I don’t know if this is the assassin for sure, but for someone who’s innocent, he sure is intent on getting away.

The stranger makes the tree line and dives into the woods.

I’m sure he think he’s safer there. A feral smile touches my lips. I practically grew up in these woods. He might as well have stopped dead in the middle of a plowed field and held up a sign saying, ‘Catch Me.’

I run after him, sniffing the air.