Bride of ghost king

Sasha was walking towards her car after the hazing activities which were quite fun as compare to what she thought.

"What are you?"

She was startled as Mike suddenly appeared in front of her. She stared at him not knowing what he was saying.

"Really, what are you?

Why can't I pick your energy? I mean, you are pretty good at what you are doing. So, tell me what are you?"

"I don't understand your question."

Mike chuckled and nodded.

"Like, I am a Darak. What are you? I never see someone as capable of transforming as you did. Even I could not pick your scent. If I haven't seen the ghost king with you I..."

"You mean, Dawes..."

She questioned him who looked at her in shock.

"How, how dare you to say his name? Who are you..."

Then he moved closer to her as he was just a mere inch away from her while Sasha find it creepy.

"You are a human.

So, it was true. Are you the bride of the ghost kind? Did I just offend my queen?"

His eyes went wide as he kneeled on the ground and bowed.

"Please forgi