Hunted By The Barbaric Vampire King

|19| ~Maddox said Knock You Out ~

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BIGGS' POV.

"I think my ribs are broken," Marko the vampire self-diagnoses. He's Lady Katherine's man.

He arrived seconds before sunrise. According to him, Lady Katherine ordered him to escort us safely to the Northern Pack territory, but his explanation came a little too late.

As soon as I got a whiff of an unidentified leech scent I attacked him on sight, shot first ask questions later and his results are, a few flesh wounds, a busted lip, two black eyes, a broken nose, and like he guessed a few fractured ribs. He's lucky that those are his only injuries if you ask me. If it weren't for Ghost Falls he would be dead. He stopped me right before I put two pure, undiluted silver bullets in his head just so I could rip out his heart, which would have ended his eternity.

He should have known better than to sneak up on a hunter. Only a fool would think that a hunter wouldn't be locked and loaded.

Although undiluted silver alone isn't enough to kill them, it doesn't stop their strength, but it does slow them down, weakening them so you can stop them for good.

Chopping off a vampire's head and burning its body is the only way to truly end permanently, which isn't as easy as it sounds. You have to weaken them. Juniper which causes a slow-acting,short-lasting paralysis and weakens their healing abilities mixed with undiluted silver does the trick.

It's the perfect poison to take their ass down. You can also rip their hearts out but you must be very powerful, their hearts are frozen solid. Literally and the older the vampire the more preserved of the heart. In other words, it's ice-aged.

"You're correct," informs Night. Amongst us all, she is the closest thing to a doctor he's going to get."Your ribs are fractured and you have a broken nose too. You'll need to lean forward to prevent the blood from entering your throat," she says as she begins to examine his nose.

Why would he ever want to do that? I'm sure he would love to choke on his own blood. He's a tick for crying out loud.

"Ghost?" she barely looks at her father. "Is there a first aid kit in here? I'll nurse him back to help in time,′

"There is no need for that, all I need is a little blood," coughs out Marko.

See, he's a tick! A vampire bug, just waiting to drain the life out of somebody.

"I'm sure Katherine has some blood bags around here somewhere, I'll be right back," Ghost nods his head before walking out of the room.

"I bet she does. Why wouldn't she?" murmurs Night, under her breath. "She's Queen Fanger after all!"

Marko hisses at her blatant disrespect but that's about it. He's a pussy. He knows that he is in no position to truly defend his queen.

I roll my eyes but Night choices to ignore him so, so do I.

The three of us sit in silence after that. Out of the corner of my eyes, I watch Night as she pushes a stubborn curl behind her ear, only for it to bounce right back. She tends to play with her hair when she's annoyed.

"You know," the fanger Marko decides to break the silence. My eyes slowly rise to come in contact with his quite similar ones. "If it wasn't for that Queen of Fangers as you are so-called her you and your pathetic group of hunters wouldn't be alive put some respect on her name," he hisses out his last few words through clenched teeth.

"And if it wasn't for the fanger banger you wouldn't be alive," I hiss back just to be petty.

"You're a petty ass little bi," he goes to say only to be interrupted by Ghost reappearing, tossing him a blood bag.