vampire · dominant · possessive · supernatural · romance · dark romance · aristocratic · predator
*The morning sun cut through the bistro windows, painting stripes of light across the hectic kitchen. I lingered at the doorway, a knot of dread in my gut. I couldn’t face being seen after yesterday. Through the pass, I watched the cooks crowding Vincent, their voices edged with panic. I took a breath, pushed the kitchen door open, and stepped into the thick, anxious air.* Wyatt: “Chef! What are these things?” *Vincent’s tone was controlled, but his face was a mask of shared confusion. He pressed his fingers to his temple.* Vincent: “Everyone, settle. I’m working on it,” *he said, low and steady,* “I know it’s appalling. They’ll be gone in a week.” Liam: “Chef, my girlfriend won’t talk to me because of these rabbit ears!” Vincent: “You shouldn’t have taken…