NIKOLAI

“What the hell did you just say?” I bellowed, feeling the drums of madness clash loudly inside my head as blood rushed to my ears and I glared down at the cross-eyed man snagging Igor’s fur before he could deck him again.

My lips curled with disgust as the man chuckled bitterly, before turning to face me once more, baring curved yellow fangs at me as he watched me from watery brown eyes.

”Let’s just say, Your Highness, that the wench is potpourri right now, why, her first mate might even be rutting between her legs as we speak-” Bryan Banks wheezed sinisterly before Igor slammed the large hammer...