Chaos erupted as the storm rolled in. Heavy droplets of rain splattered onto the roof while thunder clashed with the blares of the firing guns we aimed.
I picked up a syringe and rolled it towards Anvi on the dais. She grabbed and uncapped it, but before she could inject Jean, he grabbed it out of her hand and moved behind Dylan, the leash still in his hands.
Before I could run towards her, I was swallowed into the sea of angered vamps.
The circled us with vicious snares, hundreds of them running around and jumping from rafters so high up as if they were bats in a cave.
With Aiden at my back, I kept my arms raised, one with the gun aimed at their chests and another with a syringe. Daring them to step close enough for me to inject.
And dared some of them did as Jean hysterically yelled orders out in his native tongue. None of which I understand, but imagined the words were along the line of kill us all.
Too bad for him, the vampires quick reflexes were matched by our own agility and we stuck needle after needle into the porcelain skin of the blood suckers.
What I hadn't expected was most of those who approached us didn't age more than a few years, if any at all.
"They're new..." I whispered in realization to myself.
Distracted by my errant thoughts, another vampire leaped at me from above, but Aiden was quick to shot him down, but the cold body knocked me back, sending me into the hard grip of another.
I didn't waste time in stabbing another syringe into this one's leg, feeling as they woman who seemed to be in her early twenties turn warm against me, her grip lightening considerably.
From the corner of the eyes, I spotted Aiden raise his gun for her and shouted at him to stop.
"No!" I yelled, blocking his line of fire. "She's human, some of them must have recently turned. We can't hurt them, just let them get out of here."
He nodded, turning his focus on others as I gripped the girl's arm and told her to run.
But it wasn't so simple.
She made it a few feet away from me before another vampire snapped her snack. Horror curled in stomach as the lifeless body dropped to the floor, the scent of blood wafting into the air.
The murderous vampire grinned sinisterly which I matched with a smoking gun, feeling numb as the nightmare around me unfolded.
There were too many of them, and the more we injected, the more came filtering into the room from side doors and rafters.
One by one, they started picking us off like pesky ticks.
The warmth of blood from fellow pack members splashed on my arms, cooling too quickly. The feeling of loss accompanied the drying blood as I felt their passing disconnecting them from the pack's mind link.
I couldn't see them in the crowd. I couldn't even look down to offer them comfort in their dying moments.
We were out numbered.
I shot rounds of bullet until I was out of ammunition which didn't go unnoticed by the vamps.
'Get down, I'll cover you,' Aiden mind linked.
With steady hands, but a shaky mind, I searched for a cooler of mermaid blood syringes where extra bullets were stored, but they were coming up empty.
Just as I looked towards my mate, who appeared to be out of wooden bullets himself, I heard the pounding of hundreds of wolves before they came barreling into the once fancy ballroom.
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Alpha Aiden's Protection Program | ✓
WerewolfThe last thing Tate Blackwood expected was for her mate to be the infamous Alpha Dickhead, also known as Alpha Aiden Oaks. A wolf of mystery and a man who exudes danger and forewarning. The man who was about to kidnap her sister-in-law until he met...