Page 59 of Witch Unbound
He grinned lecherously but didn’t tear his gaze away from her.
“Focus,” Vlad ordered. “The original will scent her blood. He will be drawn here. There is no way he can resist the power coursing through her veins.” He licked his lips again. Yeah, he definitely wanted another taste of my blood, blood that was flowing freely down my neck in invitation. The vampires moved closer, penning me in between them, and my heart sped up in primal fear.
Bramble stepped between them. “Focus, Vlad.” She kept her voice low and even. “Mircea, and you too, Fuckface.”
Radu snarled.
Vlad turned his head away. “We must hide. Now.”
If my blood had this effect on these guys, I guess it was lucky Razor Mouth hadn’t gotten his hands on me in Alaska. I was grateful they were here to make sure he didn’t get his hands on me now.
Mircea and Radu misted, adhering to Vlad’s instruction.
“We will be close,” Vlad said, then morphed into smoke too.
Wren groaned and cracked open a bleary eye. “Cora’s bleeding.”
“I’m fine, buddy. It’s okay.”
“How long will this take, do you think?” Bramble asked. “I mean it’s a longshot.”
“Yeah. It is.”
My neck throbbed, trying to heal itself. Razor Mouth could be anywhere. Just because this area of town was where his scent was strongest didn’t mean anything, but it was all we had to go on right now.
Long minutes ticked by and my blood stopped flowing.
Nothing happened.
The sun set, sudden and sneaky, plunging us into darkness. It took a moment for my night vision to kick in and find the outline of the dumpster and the black bin bags piled beside it.
“Vlad?”
Nothing.
“Psst, hey, you there?”
Something scratched at the roof and my head whipped up, alarm bells going off in my mind.
Two glowing yellow eyes peered down at me and my pulse rocketed.
“Cora…” Bramble dipped to grab her blades.
“Vlad!”
Several more glowing eyes appeared above us on either side of the alley.
“Vlad!”
“Cora, I don’t think they can hear you. I think they might have been pulled back to Barrow.”
I stared at the glowing eyes. “What are those?”
“I don’t fucking know.” She grabbed my hand. “On the count of three, we make a break for it.”
The mouth of the alley was several meters away. The creatures lined either side of it, chittering now as if communicating.
“One…two…”
