Chapter 195. A Perfect Match

“Do you live alone?” He inquired changing the subject, his green orbs glazed with fierce hunger before he glanced away, directing his gaze somewhere above her head. As if he couldn’t bear to look her in the eye. The faint flicker of candlelight danced in his irises, casting shadows over his sharp cheekbones. His voice came out rough, like gravel dragged across silk, trembling under the weight of unspoken need.

“Take your guess who will be a fool enough to be with a lunatic like me?” Esmeray meant to smirk, she wanted to appear strong but the tremor in her voice gave her away. Her throat burned as she spoke, the taste of iron lingering from her bitten lip. The air around them felt thick, charged, as if even the walls leaned closer to listen.

A tear escaped from the Vampire King’s eyes falling on Esmeray’s wounded hand. “Don’t refer yourself to that word again. You are my fated bride.” His tear shimmered like liquid silver against her torn skin, sizzling faintly where it m