Where Wild Things Roam
From one side of the plaza, a burly cluster of barn-sized vampires bulldoze a path through the fracas, and among them, his long black coat flapping about like a cloak, the wicked vampire who tortured me in the mine is cutting down as many weres as he can get his hands on.
“There!” I direct a wide swath of blistering heat against them, and at the front, two of the vampires vanish in the flames. “With the black coat! That one is a leader!”
“Carson!?” Leo gasps beside me.
“You know him!?”
“That’s the asshole who turned me vampire.”
“And the one who tortured me at the mine.” At my heel, Tessa’s monstrous wolf snarls, her hackles rising.
As if his ears are burning, Carson arrogantly pauses and wa
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