Chapter 122

Leo stands in the center of the room, hands covered in blood, anger in his eyes, the room destroyed. It looks like a battle just took place, the body of the vampire upon the floor, his head on one side opposite of his limp body. He looks just like how I imagined a ruthless King to appear: the blood of his enemy upon his hands as he is unfazed. "Nixon is here," I blurt out, running over to Leo as I search his body for any signs of damage. "Did the man hurt you?" "I'm good. Nixon hasn't showed up," Leo replies, brushing his bloody hands across his suit as he kisses me softly. Leo looks into my eyes, pure love flooding his orbs as I offer him a weak smile. "We need to get you to safety." "It's you Nixon's after," I refute. "It's you he wants dead." Truth. What I speak is truth. Nixon would much rather shoot Leo than I. Why make Leo suffer, Leo could kill him any moment. Kill Leo and have a chance of getting out of the mess alive. "Let's