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The rest of the vamps took a quick step back as their fallen

compatriot came apart. Beck narrowly managed to avoid being

covered in gore, but his senses filled with the smell and scent of

blood. It did nothing to calm his inner beast. Everything inside Beck

gloried in the death of his opponent. The female was his. They were

attempting to take what was rightfully his.

Beck moved out of the way of the next assault. Two vampires

threw themselves down, one catching Beck while he was still blinded

by the bits of dead vamp covering his eyes. Beck roared as he felt the

vampire sink his fangs into the vulnerable flesh between his neck and

shoulder. Luckily, he had squirmed enough so the bastard hadn’t

gotten his jugular.

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He heard, no, felt, Meggie’s scream. It spurred him to action. He

took a single, strong punch to his face from a second attacking vamp.

He saw several more stepping forward to take a shot, too. The vamp

on his neck was trying to get a better angle. Beck reached up and

pulled him off his back, tossing him into the vampires attacking his

front. The place where the vamp’s fangs had sunken in ached, and

Beck knew the vamp had gotten away with a hunk of his flesh.

It didn’t matter. He healed quickly.

He moved even faster. He skewered the vamp who had taken a

chunk out of him, and his aim was perfect. The vamp exploded, even

as he pulled his sword out and moved on to the next.

The blood and gore was having an effect on the vamps as well.

Two of the vampires had turned on each other. Out of the corner of

Beck’s eye, he watched as they screamed, fangs and claws out. The

pair attacked each other viciously. They sunk their claws into each

other’s bellies, and the high-pitched sound of their pain hurt Beck’s

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