Vultar's Tellianar Part 2

~1~
Montral then turns towards me.

"Blackthorn Cobracons could not stand to have a good fighting woman as a mate," his grin turns seductive.

"As for myself, I think it would be quite interesting to have a mate with a fiery temper."

Montral’s statement takes me by surprise. In return my bond to her pulls and tugs wishing for me to put it out in the open that she is not his and never will be. A small deep growl escapes without any warning and I instantly linger on holding her tightly within my arms.

~2~

Clearly these trouble makers do not know who they are messing with. To come into a vampire clan’s home and take what is theirs is asking for death.

My cellphone goes off and I quickly answer it. The voice on the other end startles me sending fear drumming through my soul.

“Who has my daughter?”

Even though his words are calm they are laced with burning rage. I swallow the knot logged within my throat as he continues to speak.

“Find her Vampire Damon. If they have her on the twenty first year, then all of our worlds will be destroyed.”