Hell, I knew he still felt bad for that fledgling he’d killed last week, even though it’d been a clear case of self-defense.
“If I’m correct, they’re keeping your mate in one of the back rooms. Ground floor.”
“How?” I asked Aries because what the fuck?
He shrugged.
“There are a lot of tricks you learn with age. You, youngling, are practically still a baby. Barely older than those foolish fledglings.” He sighed. “It’s a shame we have to kill them. They’d make good playmates for you.”
I would fucking kill him.
As soon as I was done with the fledglings, that was.
“So, what’s the plan?” Bennie said, his claws dropping.
“Kill them?” I asked.
“I meant more like Aries and I take the fledglings while you try to get to Finn?”
“No.”
Those weremykills.
I’d take…
“Looks like they’re coming to us.” Aries interrupted my thoughts with a delighted little clap as he nodded to the alley. The door to the garage swung open with a little creak, and out came two vampires.
Definitely fledglings—and really new ones. It was subtle, but once you knew what to look for, easy to spot. They looked uncomfortable in their skin. Skittish. A car drove by, and one of them literally jumped.
Really brand-fucking-new vampires, I thought, my fangs dropping.
How was it possible that they hadn’t spotted us yet?
The metal door fell shut with a loud bang, and the other fledgling turned his head, completely distracted by the loud noise.
Still, they kept walking.
“He should’ve taken the fucking phone,” the other one complained. “How stupid can you be to take the human but leave his phone? How did Mikey intend to get a message to Benjamin?”
Bennie shuddered upon hearing his name.
I just grinned.
“Dunno. I just hope we get this done quickly. I hate it here. It’s so loud. And I’m fucking starving.”
“Dude. You sucked that hobo dry like yesterday.”
“The day before. What can I say, I’m…”
The fledglings were so busy chatting that they didn’t notice us as they walked straight past the alley where we were hiding.
Sucked to be them.
I grabbed the first one, holding a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming and alerting the remaining fledglings inside the garage, and tore into him.Literally.
Tearing out his throat was fast work.
Blood sprayed, but the fledgling stilled quickly.
