VALERIA: The Howl of A White Curse
I want to tell him to put them up like some sort of law enforcer, but I don’t think he would even try to take me seriously.
As though to prove that, he steps close to me until we’re almost a foot away from each other.
His proximity is what makes me speak.
“Who are you?” I demand, holding up a hand to tell him to back off and stay in his spot. “What are you doing to me and my daughter? Why are you stalking us?”
“I’m not doing that, I’m merely observing,” he states simply. When he sees that I’m not responding to what he’s saying, he lowers his gaze and bows to me. “I’m Dimitri, the Vampire King.”