Where are you?I demanded, my wolf dragging me forward to search for her.
But all I could hear was the violence erupting throughout the Sanctuary.
Are you fighting Alphas?I wondered at Kyra.
Her mind remained silent. Unreachable.Gone.
Yet I could still feel her through our link, that tether between souls promising me that she was alive.
I’ll find you,I vowed as I stalked forward.
The distinct aroma of blood, Alpha aggression, and fear littered the air, causing my inner beast to snarl with rage.
Somehow, the barrier had failed. I could sense at least five Alphas nearby.
No, six.
Make that seven, I thought as I neared Fritz’s staircase.
I shadowed into the hallway to find a Vampire Alpha deep in the throes of a rut, his fangs in the unconscious Omega’s neck as he pounded into him from behind.
My magic ignited as I wrapped a telekinetic rope around the vampire’s neck andsqueezed. His resulting roar came out strangled, then disappeared as I ripped his head off from his body without even touching him. Then I used another strand to shove him off of Fritz and darted forward to catch the drained Omega before he could collapse to the floor.
Fuck. He was barely alive, his body covered in sprouting bruises, broken bones, and hungry vampire stench.
I lifted him into my arms and took him back to his nest to lay him in his bed, which didn’t appear to be soiled at all. He’d been pinned to a desk in the other room near his security monitors.
My healing power snapped to life as I poured as much of my essence into him as I could while chaos continued to rock the Sanctuary.
This was Kieran’s skill set, not mine.
Closing my eyes, I focused on the three Alphas closest to me and attempted to telekinetically leash them.
They didn’t even resist, too lost to their tasks to notice my tightening nooses around their necks. I yanked on them, holding them hostage and only then felt them react.
Feral snarls followed, the sound echoing through the Sanctuary with ominous intent.
I resecured my hold in response, then went after the other three Alphas. They were harder to control, mostly because I was stretching my talents.
One Alpha against six.
Hardly a fair fight.
For them, anyway.
Dividing my focus between two abilities strained my efforts, though, causing sweat to pebble across my brow. But I just had to give the Omegas a fighting chance, a way to subdue these bastards before they destroyed the Sanctuary.
Because I could taste their rutting intent. Their desires to pillage. Their need to mount and fuck every Omega until they’d had their fill.
These weren’t tame Vampire Alphas.
They were starving. Angry.Savage.
Most vampires could be cruel, but this was on a different level, their auras boasting a distinct hint of insanity.
Where the fuck did they come from? How the hell did they get through the barrier?
A roar ripped through the night.
