The Pack's Rebels
He gestured to the Van Helsing that his apprentice held prisoner, and the one that he’d knocked out that lay at Rhett’s feet.
“We’ll take them with us,” Talen said leaning down to grab the one that the apprentices held captive, lifting him up. “Hi,” he grinned revealing his sharp pre-molars and canines to the Van Helsing before punching him so that the man crumpled in his grip, before gripping the one by Rhett’s feet by the back of his shirt and dragging both limp men around to the rear.
“He’s a f-king big one,” Dan Craddock observed, eyeing up Talen, impressed. “I’ve seen him around town every now and again. Where’s he from? Rideten? Part of Zeus, isn’t he?”