Chapter 29

“I know. But your kind shuns everyone.”

The arousal in his features died a bit as he frowned, mulling over her words. Slowly, he shook his head.

“Discrimination is for the weak—those who can’t see past their heads stuck in their asses. I might tend to think that magic folks are among the superior breed, but we’re not the only superior ones. It also doesn’t mean that other creatures don’t have unique qualities that are more than impressive.” He grimaced. “Now, I’m not a huge fan of vampires, but there’s no denying that they could rip my heart out and cut my head off the moment I lower my guard around them.”

“Vampires are crazy,” she agreed. “I wouldn’t want to mess with them.”

“Hmm.” His gaze flicked to her mouth. “You’re a witch. Your powers have people’s knees trembling, and I bet you could choke me with a snap of those fingers.”

“Maybe. With the right chant outside this castle.”

“It’s hot as hell,” he murmured, low voice washing over her senses. “What else can you do with that magic