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deserve."
Zac clenched his jaw and remained silent.
"I can see why everyone around here is so concerned about you." The Roman reached over and pulled his hand from the bar. "Such a temper."
Desperate for a subject change he asked, "Why wasn't Victoria linked to Katrin?" He knew that Aya probably neglected to tell him this part as well.
"She was one of mine. Alistair was one of hers." He glanced at Zac then said, "You don't remember him do you? Alistair."
"I remember plunging a stake into his heart. That's pretty vivid."
"He was helping Victoria. As I understand it, he knew a lot about you."
It was that moment when Zac finally got it. The night Victoria killed his family a vampire had come to visit her. A vampire named Alistair and he knew exactly who Zac was the day he had walked into Max's. Aya was his target, but he found a bigger prize. Zac had killed Victoria and he wanted payback. That was why he felt it necessary to make his life hell.
"I see now, that you get it," Regulus thumped him on the shoulder. "Alistair had a thing for Victoria, so you can understand why he wanted revenge."
"Is there a reason you're goading me on, Regulus, or is there something you wanted?" Zac asked loudly, fed up with whatever game it was the Roman was playing.
"I have a proposal for you."
"And?"
"What I'm proposing is that you come and work for me."
Zac scoffed, "You're kidding, right?"
"I see a lot of myself in you, Zachary. I came from very humble beginnings. I was good as dead until the Legion changed my life. And look at me now," he stared at Zac, measuring his reaction. "The downtrodden have the fiercest fire inside of them. Those are the people I want to fight beside me. You most of all. The pain you have been through only fuels the fire inside."
Zac glared at the Roman, wishing he could just rip his head off as well and be done with him. "If my entire life is such common knowledge, then you will already know that my answer is a very big go fuck yourself."
Regulus let out a laugh, "Don't be so hasty, Zachary. You may have had a hand in killing my brothers, and on a good day that would have earned you a painful death, but today I'm offering you a purpose. One that you are severely lacking. Have a think about it. I'll be around."
"Don't bother. My answer will still be no."
"You know I could just compel you." He leant back on the stool, surveying his response.
"Then why don't you?"
"Now Zachary, where would be the fun in that ."
He sighed, rolling his eyes, refusing to reply.
"You know, you're very disappointing. I was expecting a lot more bite from you."
"If I'm so disappointing why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone?"
Regulus chuckled and threw a few bills on the bar. Standing, he gave Zac one last look, "I wouldn't count on that."
It was late when Zac finally left the bar, most of the humans had left already, so the street outside was empty save for a few random passing cars. Enough time had passed since his encounter with Regulus that he was hopeful that he'd disappeared for now.
As he turned down the street to begin the familiar walk home he stopped, cocking his head to the side listening. Something wasn't right. He glanced down the street to his left, which was shrouded in darkness. Every so often a street lamp broke up the murkiness, muted orange light illuminating the pavement. It was then that the wind shifted and blew in his direction bringing the unmistakable scent of blood.
Annoyingly, his teeth began to ache and he shook his head to clear his thoughts. Regulus probably cornered a few college girls from the bar and if that was the case, Zac didn't want to stick around to find out. From the pungent smell coming from down the street, it was too late to do anything about it anyway.
But, before he could move, the Roman sauntered out of the darkness, blood staining his mouth. "Zachary, just in time."
"Lucky me," he said sarcastically, turning to walk away, but he was cut off before
Zac clenched his jaw and remained silent.
"I can see why everyone around here is so concerned about you." The Roman reached over and pulled his hand from the bar. "Such a temper."
Desperate for a subject change he asked, "Why wasn't Victoria linked to Katrin?" He knew that Aya probably neglected to tell him this part as well.
"She was one of mine. Alistair was one of hers." He glanced at Zac then said, "You don't remember him do you? Alistair."
"I remember plunging a stake into his heart. That's pretty vivid."
"He was helping Victoria. As I understand it, he knew a lot about you."
It was that moment when Zac finally got it. The night Victoria killed his family a vampire had come to visit her. A vampire named Alistair and he knew exactly who Zac was the day he had walked into Max's. Aya was his target, but he found a bigger prize. Zac had killed Victoria and he wanted payback. That was why he felt it necessary to make his life hell.
"I see now, that you get it," Regulus thumped him on the shoulder. "Alistair had a thing for Victoria, so you can understand why he wanted revenge."
"Is there a reason you're goading me on, Regulus, or is there something you wanted?" Zac asked loudly, fed up with whatever game it was the Roman was playing.
"I have a proposal for you."
"And?"
"What I'm proposing is that you come and work for me."
Zac scoffed, "You're kidding, right?"
"I see a lot of myself in you, Zachary. I came from very humble beginnings. I was good as dead until the Legion changed my life. And look at me now," he stared at Zac, measuring his reaction. "The downtrodden have the fiercest fire inside of them. Those are the people I want to fight beside me. You most of all. The pain you have been through only fuels the fire inside."
Zac glared at the Roman, wishing he could just rip his head off as well and be done with him. "If my entire life is such common knowledge, then you will already know that my answer is a very big go fuck yourself."
Regulus let out a laugh, "Don't be so hasty, Zachary. You may have had a hand in killing my brothers, and on a good day that would have earned you a painful death, but today I'm offering you a purpose. One that you are severely lacking. Have a think about it. I'll be around."
"Don't bother. My answer will still be no."
"You know I could just compel you." He leant back on the stool, surveying his response.
"Then why don't you?"
"Now Zachary, where would be the fun in that ."
He sighed, rolling his eyes, refusing to reply.
"You know, you're very disappointing. I was expecting a lot more bite from you."
"If I'm so disappointing why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone?"
Regulus chuckled and threw a few bills on the bar. Standing, he gave Zac one last look, "I wouldn't count on that."
It was late when Zac finally left the bar, most of the humans had left already, so the street outside was empty save for a few random passing cars. Enough time had passed since his encounter with Regulus that he was hopeful that he'd disappeared for now.
As he turned down the street to begin the familiar walk home he stopped, cocking his head to the side listening. Something wasn't right. He glanced down the street to his left, which was shrouded in darkness. Every so often a street lamp broke up the murkiness, muted orange light illuminating the pavement. It was then that the wind shifted and blew in his direction bringing the unmistakable scent of blood.
Annoyingly, his teeth began to ache and he shook his head to clear his thoughts. Regulus probably cornered a few college girls from the bar and if that was the case, Zac didn't want to stick around to find out. From the pungent smell coming from down the street, it was too late to do anything about it anyway.
But, before he could move, the Roman sauntered out of the darkness, blood staining his mouth. "Zachary, just in time."
"Lucky me," he said sarcastically, turning to walk away, but he was cut off before
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