I bowed my head, keeping my eyes on the target. “Come a little closer,” I said, not that she could hear me.
Once the driver was twenty feet ahead of me, I pushed out my right arm, pointing my hand at the car as I discharged the electrical energy much like I had when I’d zapped Noah inside Intech’s building. Once again, the car zigzagged, and the beam of blue light hit the right headlight.
Fuck.
“Sam,” Tripp warned.
I inhaled before releasing a loud roar, then stomped once, feeling the earth’s energy fill me. As the car drew even closer, I whipped my arms from back to front and unleashed every ounce of power I had.
Streams of blue light landed on the hood of the car before lifting it off the ground.
The earth shook. The wind howled, and the trees on both sides of me swayed.
As I started to ease up on my elemental energy, movement to my left followed by a branch snapping broke my concentration. The tires touched the ground, and the driver lost control, heading off the road in front of Tripp and the Jeep.
Well, that didn’t go as planned.
A husky dude holding a camera came into full view as fury held my powers steady. I was tired of fucking with reporters who had phones or video cameras glued to them as if it was another limb on their bodies. The fear in the man’s wide brown eyes infused my hunger with such intensity he would be lucky if he left here alive.
I sprinted up to him as he backtracked with the camera shaking in his hands. My gums throbbed as my fangs slid out, slow and deadly. I didn’t care that he’d seen me in my true form because his camera was about to be disintegrated.
Please run. I do love a good chase. And my bloodthirst is growing stronger by the second.
He sucked in air, sweat soaking his T-shirt as he kept walking backward. “Don’t hurt me.”
His stench grew stronger as I drew closer. He had to have snuck in after our intruder drove through the gate. Or maybe he’d been the one chasing our driver. If that were true, then where was his car?
I snarled at him.
The whites of his eyes glowed in the darkness. “You’re a vampire. So you really do exist.”
“This is my Halloween costume that I wear year-round.” My tone dripped with sarcasm. After I was done with him, he wouldn’t remember a fucking thing he’d seen or anything I’d said.
The sound of metal crunching competed with the peal of thunder.
The husky dude flinched before he ran but didn’t get far before he tripped over a branch and fell. “My camera. Where did it go?” He crawled on his hands and knees, searching the ground and dense brush around him.
The area was shadowed by my tall form that was backlit by the Jeep’s headlights.
I grabbed his neck from behind and lifted him as if I was picking up a dog by the scruff.
He struggled against my hold. “Don’t hurt me.” Sheets of fear slid off him as he squealed. “I don’t want to be a vampire.”
I laughed, setting him on his feet. I wasn’t about to go into detail about our genetic makeup and how we were born, not made. “You could never be a vampire.” Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He could become a monster if he was injected with Carly’s SS2, as she’d dubbed her serum. Still, he wouldn’t be a true vampire like me. “And you’re not leaving here with your camera. Actually, you’re not leaving until we call the civilian police. You know, it’s a crime to trespass on government property.”
A vehicle behind me screeched to a halt. I didn’t have to look to know our guards were on the scene.
I gripped the chubby dude’s arm, retracting my fangs. “What’s your name?” I all but dragged him with me as Webb hopped out of the military Hummer, looking pissed off as hell.
“Vince,” he said as he came with me willingly.
“Well, Vince, you won’t remember anything after you leave here.”
Webb’s gaze landed on Vince, and his blue eyes shuttered to black as he banked his vampire side.
Petty Officer Hawk exited the Hummer on the driver’s side, taking in the scene. “Commander London, sir. There’s the other trespasser.”
Webb and I followed Hawk’s line of sight.
