Claimed by the Vampire King..

For a second, I thought I was feeling this way because I was standing in front of the King. My gut twisted, like all the butterflies that had been caged in my stomach were now free, swimming through my body. It drew me forward, toward the Vampire King.

How was this possible? How can the Vampire King be my mate?

I couldn't resist the urge that pulled me closer, even though I wanted to get as far away from him as possible.

He raised his hand, brushing the strands of hair from my face. "Mate."

"What?" I looked at him, with widened eyes.

He took a step forward, a deep frown forming on his face.

"The offspring of my enemy can never be my mate," he said. "And you are a little thing."

Little? Thing?

I was neither little nor a thing.

I started to speak when he cut me off.

"I reject you," he said.