Foxx squealed in horror as a heavy weight slammed into him, his gun flying from his grasp as he crashed to the floor, the wolf now on top of him.
* * *
“Oh, shit,”Harlow cursed as he watched Foxx go down. He moved to help but then stopped, realizing the werewolf wasn’t actually hurting Foxx, just sort of…hugging him.
The vampire started to hiss and claw at the ground, trying to get out from underneath him. “Get off me, you behemoth!” Foxx yowled, hissing some more.
“Like a cat and a dog,” Harlow said with an amused snort.
“HARLOW!!” Foxx bellowed.
His words caused the other werewolf, who had been rolling around on the ground with what must have been wolfsbane, to sit up and stare blankly. Harlow stared back. All the while Foxx continued to hiss and complain.
His brow rose when the brown wolf blinked a few times, before suddenly flopping back down.
Wow…they were really, really high. This was a new one. Well, the high part wasn’t completely new, but this level was. Usually when he ran into wolves that were hopped up on wolfsbane, they were at least still functioning… Was that the word he was looking for? Well, they were less brain dead than whatever this was, that was for sure. Mostly, they were just a bitch to put down.
“Where do you think you’re touching?!” the vampire suddenly squealed.
His attention snapping back to Foxx, he found the werewolf doing way more than hugging now. The bastard was trying to rut on the vampire. Horny fucker—that was his ass to hump and fuck.
“Like a fucking dog in heat,” Harlow growled. Without thought, he leveled his gun and fired, not even flinching as the wolf’s head exploded in a rain of brain, skull, silver, and blood.
He yanked the corpse off Foxx, and pulled the vampire to his feet. Harlow brushed over his back, before his hand beelined down and started to rub the vampire’s ass. “Is it okay?”
“Is ‘it’ okay?! You did not just ask that!” Foxx shrieked, tugging out of his hold and batting his hands away.
“Well, he was humping you.”
Foxx’s eyes were shooting daggers. “Yeah, because some prick of a human decided to take his dear old time to get him the fuck off me! I wonder who that was?!”
Familiar with Foxx’s ‘I’m about to rip you a new one’ look, Harlow held up his hands to ward him off. “My bad.”
The vampire looked flabbergasted for a moment before he suddenly flashed his fangs with a loud hiss and socked him in the gut.
Harlow grunted, bending over slightly in pain. “Fuck, never in my life did I ever think one day a pink teddy bear would beat me up. What has my life become?”
Foxx’s eyes narrowed to slits as he pulled out his second gun from his chest holster and shot the other high and barely aware werewolf dead without blinking. “That is going to be you in two seconds if you don’t stop talking.”
Harlow let out a fake exaggerated gasp. “Foxx? And no talking? Were you replaced by aliens?”
The vampire suddenly smiled. “Oh, you want to talk? Rain check! Don’t worry, I’ll give you all the words you are looking for when I’m ready!” Foxx said with a fake ass smile that sent a shudder down his spine.
Oh…he had fucked up. This was going to come back and bite him on the ass. There was a horrible promise in that smile. Ah, fuck…
Harlow sighed. “I was just teasing. No reason to take it seriously…”
Foxx patted him on the shoulder, smile still in place as he walked over and picked up the gun he lost when the wolf tackled him.
“Right…let’s get the other two. I’m guessing one of them is making that thumping sound.”
“Other four.”
“Four?”
“Yep. The one in the woods was someone on the list, as was the fucker who tried to get frisky. But the one on the floor, who I just shot, wasn’t. As there were no brown wolves listed. But also, as far as I can tell, his human form doesn’t look like anyone on our list.” Foxx glanced down at the dead man. “Though, he killed someone recently, so whatever. Anyway, there are four other heartbeats in this house. One on this floor, which I think is the banging we are hearing, and then three upstairs.”
“The one down here seems locked away well enough, so let’s get the ones upstairs first.”
