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was like the kitchen in a studio
apartment.
    “Of course, vampires don’t eat.”
A blush crept over her cheeks as Tyrian spun slowly on his heel to peer at her,
just the slightest tilt to his head said he was curious…or thought she was mad.
“Sorry,” she mumbled. She swore that every time he looked at her, she had to
remind herself how to breathe.
    The sensation reminded her of
being back in high school. She’d had a crush on A.J. Hammer, a name barely
sexier than the real boy himself. He wore a black leather jacket, short cut
black hair, and dark eyes. He was nice, too. He sat in front of her in geometry
and about once a week he’d turn around and ask to borrow a pencil or paper, and
her lungs would freeze up as he looked at her and her heart would race so fast.
    Twelve years later and she was
experiencing those same sensations all over again. Although this time she
wasn’t some shy girl, and he was one of the greatest leaders in the world.
    “The food is in there. Make
something now and be quick about it. I do not have much free time.” Chloe
scoffed at his attitude but moved to the fridge he indicated. She found enough
items to make a decent sandwich. When she was done making it, she started
eating with flourish. She hadn’t even realized how hungry she was until now.
And now that she thought about it, she hadn’t eaten since that little airplane
meal on the flight to London. When she finished, he started to leave the room.
She hurried to keep up.
    “So, how do you know my father,
again?” He moved his arms behind his back and gently held his wrists. The look
clearly stated that he was indeed a commander.
    “I fought with your father in The
Great War.”
    Chloe’s feet stopped moving, and
she could only gape at his back, stunned. The Great War was legendary among
supernaturals. It was the battle between supernaturals and demons.
    One thousand years ago, the rift
that now separated the two worlds was open and demons rampaged among the earth,
wreaking havoc and destruction. Though now some argue that that wasn’t the
case. Only certain demons harmed anything, the idummi . Others were
honorable and family-oriented.
    The infamous Atal Warriors was an
organization that was created just to combat these magical, strong demonic
beings. While not alive during The Great War, Chloe had heard enough stories
and even epic poems written about the event. The war lasted for eighty-five
years. When it was over, the Atal Warriors had prevailed and driven the demons
into the rift that lead to the nether-realm, a space beneath the earth from
whence the demons were born.
    In the last several hundred years
there have been many beings, whether vampire, shapeshifter, or even succubus,
who have spoken out against the war. These people stated that the war was a
huge injustice, that the demons were not at fault, but we were; that the war
was all lead by one man for vengeance. And that man was Tobius en Kulev,
Tyrian’s father and the original commander of the Atal Warriors.
    “Wait; my father was never in
that war.”
    Tyrian stopped walking and turned
around to face her. “I do not lie, Ms. Bellum.”
    Chloe shook her head to clear it.
“Just call me Chloe. Listen, my father and I were close. He never once
mentioned anything like this. You must be wrong.”
    “Ms. Bellum, I did not just fight
in the war with your father, I fought beside him. He was one of our Generals. A
fine fighter.”
    Chloe was shaking her head.
“Impossible. Papa always said that the war was wrong. That he believed what the
Atal did was wrong. That the idummi demons were the only problem, not
all of them.”
    Tyrian’s brow furrowed, a small
show of emotion. “I am not surprised by that. People do change, especially when
one has lived as long as Francis did. I assure you that we fought alongside
each other. How else do you explain my debt to him?” He turned around and
started walking. Chloe stalked after him.
    “Wait, what does that mean? Did
he