Warrior (Relentless #4)(9)

One of my rules was to never take my attention away from a vampire, but it required all of my self-control not to look at her. I could not afford to lose my focus now.

I laughed, feigning a calm I didn’t feel. “I see there is no need for introductions. Good. I hate to waste time on formalities.”

The vampire’s clawed hand went to her throat. “Stay back or I will rip her apart.”

I couldn’t stop myself, and my gaze flicked to her face. The fear and pleading in her eyes made my Mori push closer to the surface. It wanted out, but I had to play it cool. The moment the vampire realized the girl was more than a job to me, he would use that to his advantage.

“A bit melodramatic, don’t you think?” I said lightly as I took a step toward them.

His voice rose. “Her death will be on your hands, Mohiri.” He closed his eyes briefly, and my body coiled to attack when I saw a thin rivulet of blood trail down her throat. The smell of her blood was stirring his bloodlust, and the look on his face made it clear how much he wanted her.

My Mori saw it too, and it seethed beneath my skin, its voice melding with mine. “Do it and it will be your last act, vampire.”

“Brother, how like you to sneak off and sample the sweets by yourself. And look at the trouble it has brought you.”

I looked up at the second vampire standing on the fire escape. Damn it. I should have known he wouldn’t be alone. Sloppy, Nikolas. I flexed my jaw. I hadn’t been thinking straight ever since I’d met this girl. If I didn’t get it together, I’d get us both killed. Fortunately, two vampires was nothing I hadn’t faced before. My fear was the risk to her.

“Come now, Joel,” said the vampire holding her. His voice grew cocky with the arrival of his friend. “You know I always save some for you.”

Joel laughed. “I think I deserve a little more than a nibble this time. Mmm…she looks like a tasty little bit.”

“This one is mine,” said the one holding her.

Over my dead body.

“No!” She jerked away from him, and her eyes found mine.

Before I could move in, the vampire yanked her back against him, and his friend landed beside them. It looked like they were going to try to fight their way out of this. Worry for her safety ate at me as I drew my sword, but I kept my face impassive.

The first vampire sneered at me and voiced my fears. “You can’t take us both and save her. She will die, and your efforts will be for naught.”

I met his challenging stare. “Then I will have to settle for killing only you.”

His smile faltered. “Bold words for one outnumbered.”

“Sara?” called a male voice, and all four of us looked toward the alley entrance. I sniffed the air and smiled as my Mori picked up a new and unexpected scent. Werewolves.

“Sara, where are you?” yelled a second male.

The recognition on her face told me she was the Sara they were calling for. My sense of smell was stronger when my Mori was near the surface, which must be why I hadn’t scented them in the club. It seemed my orphan was full of surprises.

I laughed at the shock on the vampires’ faces. “Do you smell that, my friends? I believe the odds just changed.”

Joel nudged his friend. “Come, brother. There are sweeter meals to be had.”

“No. I want this one.”

I bit back a growl at the possessiveness in his voice. “Release her or die, your choice. And you’d better make up your mind soon.”

“Sara, damn it, where are you?” her friend called, closer this time.

The vampires shifted nervously. Sara cried out, and I tensed to spring.

One of the boys shouted. Then a loud growl echoed down the alley.

I waited for the vampires to release Sara and run. No prize – even a young Mohiri – was worth staying and facing an armed warrior and two werewolves. As soon as the vampire let her go, I’d grab her and pull her to safety.

A werewolf pounded into the alley. He was huge for a young wolf, and his sights were on Sara.

The vampires cried out, and the one holding Sara jumped for the fire escape, his arm still locked around her waist.

No! I lunged for them, but the second vampire, the one named Joel, used the distraction to swing at me with his claws. He nicked my side and jumped back out of the range of my sword. He was old and fast, and the arrogant smirk on his face said he thought he could take me alone.

Any other time, it would have been my pleasure to fight him, but my only thought now was getting to Sara. If that vampire got away with her…

I tightened my grip on my sword. No. I wouldn’t let that happen.

Joel snarled and came at me again in a blur of movement. I spun away from his attack and brought my sword up, laying open his shirt and scoring his chest. He grunted and danced away again.

Sara’s scream tore my eyes away from him. I looked to my right to see the other vampire halfway up the ladder to the first landing. He was kicking frantically at the werewolf latched on to his leg. Sara fought the vampire wildly, but he was determined to hold on to her. A few feet away from them, the second werewolf stood watching his friends and looking unsure of what to do.

Joel came at me again, and I parried his attack just in time. He stumbled back, holding his hand over his bleeding shoulder.

“You’re good, Mohiri, but you aren’t good enough to save her,” Joel taunted as he darted back and forth out of my reach. “Eli is going to have so much fun with her. He loves pretty young things, especially brunettes, and I’ve never seen him this hot for one. He’ll make her scream.”