Chapter 35 Let’s Get One Thing Very, Very Clear Here

"Why is the Vampire looking for you?" Eliza asked me, and I shrugged.

"I might have dispelled her curse. Then I might have sealed all her powers. Possibly because she was one of the rudest people I have met so far," I said cryptically, taking a drink from my tankard while watching Seraphina pull herself off the ground.

She was glaring at me, but I was returning the stare. This little winged witch was going to learn manners or stay a toothless Vampire.

"That is a lot of conjecture, but I have a feeling that all those things did actually happen," Eliza said, and I could tell she was giving me a look from the tone of her voice.

"Possibly. Regardless, it is what it is. She is either going to learn to be civil or not. I don't really care. I despise people like that," I said, crossing my arms as Seraphina walked over to our table.

"You know, all Vampires have an inferiority complex; even Asha is the same, but not on the same level as Cursed Blood Angels. They all feel like they have been wronged in some way, shape, or form, and they aren't really wrong," Nyala said, pointing to the gray-skinned woman.

"I am not like that. Don't compare me to the likes of that creature," Asha said as Seraphina approached the table.

"Know your place, half-breed. Daywalkers are nothing more than abominable failures, so you have no right to speak down to me!" Seraphina growled, and Asha lifted her eyebrows in what seemed to be a mock surprise, standing up.

"My place? I think you had better rethink your words, or I will tear your heart from your chest! You are so weak now; it would hardly be a challenge!" Asha shouted and instantly was in front of Seraphina, but I mumbled my holy pins.

Asha went to stab Seraphina with her bare hand in the chest, but now she was as strong as a skinny eighteen-year-old girl that had never done any hard work. This resulted in Asha poking Seraphina in the tit, and the Blood Angel slapped her.

The two dove at each other and started to scrap, but it was kind of pathetic to watch.

"Do you think we should stop them?" Eliza asked me.

"No, better to just ignore them," I said and had another drink.

"Are you just going to do that to every Vampire you meet?!" Nyala asked as she watched the girls ineffectively fight each other.

The two Vampires were used to having crazy speed and strength, but it was all given to them. Neither of the girls knew what hard work was, but that wasn't my problem.

"If I have to. There is no reason for you to be fighting each other like this or treating each other like crap. Not while I am around, at least," I said, taking another drink but finding my tankard empty.

"I can fill that!" Chili called and jumped up from her chair, running over to me.

"Thank you, Kitten," I said to her, kissing Chili's cheek, making her jump back from me, and look at her mother in fear.

"Dammit! Chili!" Nyala screeched, but I shot up and stepped between them. I had no idea what was happening here, but things had become very tense.

"What is going on here?!" I asked, glaring at Nyala, who was trying to glare a hole through me at her daughter.

"I claimed you first, and I told her that! Now that you have kissed her, I cannot touch you because of our customs!" Nyala growled but then almost jumped out of her chair when I slammed my hand down on the table.

This was enough.

"Let's get one thing very, very clear here. I chose who I would kiss, or more, no one else. I, Galio, did not choose you. What your opinion is on the matter is irrelevant," I said in a deadly tone and straightened up to speak to everyone, saying, "And that goes to everyone else. You may attempt all you want, but if you try to force me into anything, that will be the last thing you do."

I turned around and looked down at Chili, cowering behind me. I was almost sure that Nyala was going to attack her.

"Well, you really know how to get the party going! Do you mind if I sit in that oversized muscle's seat?" A higher-pitched female voice asked me, but I had to look down to see the woman.

"Sure, I would actually prefer you to sit beside me. You are Gwenth, right?" I asked, but I also grabbed Chili and pulled her close to me, whispering to her, "Come and sit on my lap for now. I am sure a server will be there soon to grab the next round."

? "Are you sure? I should have told you about my mom…." Chili said quietly as I sat down and pulled her onto my lap.

"Wouldn't have changed the outcome, don't worry about it," I said quietly, then looked directly at Nyala, speaking louder, "She won't hurt you or try. If she does, I will kill her."

This had not turned out the way I had planned, but a plan was only good until the battle started.

"I will not harm you, but I no longer consider you my daughter," Nyala said, and I lost it.

"Really? What are you like at five years old? You shouldn't be called a mother in the first place! What the hell is going on here? Is this how all of you act?" I asked, starting to get upset.

This was pathetic, and I wouldn't have any part of it.

"I am sorry, Gwenth, but I think my night is over. Eliza, Chili, Seraphina, and Asha, let's go," I ordered, and the group of women all stood.

"Wait! Is this really necessary? We have barely even got a chance to meet you!" The ordinary angel said, but I shook my head angrily.