"And they said he was in Canada? That's where he was attacked?"
"Yes, not far over the border.” His shoulders tensed. "I'll have to go there and get his body. And also find the asshole who did this." Derek cracked his knuckles. "I plan on making him pay. Or her.”
She grabbed his arm and clutched at it. That was the absolute worst thing that could happen. "What if you start a war?"
"It won't be a war. I spent years learning how to fight.”
"Vampires are really difficult to fight.”
His blood ran cold. He hadn’t said a word about vampires. “Yes, they are.”
“Was he drained? Did your friend say?” she demanded.
What the hell? How could she sit there and so casually talk about that? What the fuck was going on with her?