forcing herself to hold her food down as she grabbed the dagger. The blood ate through her clothes but she ignored the burn as she surged to her feet then onto the vampire giving him no time to stop her. The blade pierced into his back with ease, but didn't bring him down. What did she have to do to stop him?
Her heart dropped with disappointment until she saw Aiden thrust another dagger through the vampire’s heart. He finally fell, body twitching, but far from dead. His arms flailed and teeth snapped in a last attempt to kill his target.
Aiden glanced over at her, his face drawn back in physical pain and regret. “It has to be done,” he warned before taking his opponent’s head.
Her stomach rolled and her head spun and Aiden shifted toward her as she fell into his open arms and darkness enveloped her.
Chapter Eight
On the rooftop across from the latest murder victim, Nicolas stood watching. What the hell? Collin stood outside the shitty apartment building with a cigarette lit in his mouth and Lena stood beside him with her arms crossed as she searched around her.
But that wasn’t the problem. No, the problem started when he followed the familiar smell and came to investigate. What he found surprised the hell out of him and nothing had made him feel so sick to his stomach.
The body he found had been covered in blood and was nearly ripped to shreds. But he knew exactly who she was. He smelled his scent all over her as he walked into the one bedroom apartment.
The girl he’d screwed was dead and he would likely be the key suspect. Someone had framed him and Nicolas needed to find out who before the Guardians found him. Many vampires fell off the wagon. Why would they have reason to believe that didn’t happen to him?
Collin’s silver gaze turned toward him, causing Nicolas to freeze until Collin pulled his sword free. Yep, they already suspected him.
Lena ripped her own weapon free before she noticed Nicolas.
Well, shit. Nicolas took off jumping the openings between the buildings. Going rooftop to rooftop until he made it far enough away, he was confident they’d lost track of him. With the Guardians being fast and damn good fighters, Nicolas had to be at his best if he wanted to survive.
His chest heaved as he put all his power into running and jumping. He had no desire to fight them. His feet faltered as he landed on at least the fifteenth roof. Looking up, he caught sight of Gregory , the best sharpshooter and tracker they had.
“ Fuck.” Nicolas stood on aching legs. He had to get away before back up arrived.
“ Yea, fuck is right. What the hell man? You were the last person I expected to be hunting tonight.” Gregory swung his large sword with ease.
Nicolas stepped back. “I don’t want to fight you. Just let me leave. It will save us both some trouble.” He knew nothing would stop them from killing him but he had to stall for time.
“ You killed a human. You tortured her!” Gregory’s voice grew loud even as he choked on his own words.
Gregory’s sister had been killed in the same manner by Gregory's own brother , her brother, a Guardian who turned rogue right under their noses. It was another reason Nicolas needed to think fast.
“ Fine, I’ll go in with you.”
Gregory’s brows lifted in surprise as Nicolas stepped forward with his arms in the air. As Gregory reached for him, Nicolas dropped his arms letting his dagger fall from his sleeve to fit perfectly into his hand. Giving Gregory no time to react, Nicolas stabbed him.
The dagger went into Gregory's gut, Nicolas knowing the wound would only slow him down. His comrade hit the concrete hard and Nicolas took his opportunity to run.
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Anya tried to open her eyes. Holy shit, that hurt. Keeping her eyes closed, she tried to lift up into a sitting position. Her body felt heavy and she was certain the room was spinning.
The light was bright and her head ached, but she endured the pain until the strong ache dwindled.