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.
Bound
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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