Chapter 154 Playing Dirty
But the vampire in his full form had been waiting. He used his fallen kin as bait, predicting the Alpha would rush to save his Gamma. The moment the Alpha intervened, the vampire launched himself with terrifying speed, his massive wings beating powerfully as he shot forward, claws extended and aimed straight for the Alpha’s throat.
The Gamma, still recovering from being saved, saw the incoming danger. Without hesitation, he leapt between the Alpha and the vampire, choosing to shield his leader at the cost of his own life. He aimed for the vampire’s head in a desperate counterattack, but the vampire had anticipated it.
With a savage swipe, the vampire’s claws tore through the Gamma’s chest. Then, with his other hand, he clamped the Gamma’s jaws shut so forcefully that bone shattered with a sickening crack. Before the Gamma could react, the vampire yanked viciously, ripping out his spinal cord in one brutal motion.
The Alpha landed just in time to witness the gruesome scene, his eyes going wide with horror. He leapt forward, but it was too late. His Gamma died instantly, eyes wide open, unable to even whimper in his final moment.
A thunderous snarl tore from the Alpha’s throat as rage surged through him. In a flash, he charged, slamming his massive wolf form into the vampire and sending him hurtling through the air until he crashed violently against a tree.
But the vampire recovered quickly. Bloodied, yet still grinning with a feral glint in his eyes, he rose and beat his wings again, ascending into the sky as he struggled to catch his breath.
The Alpha lunged forward, attempting to seize the vampire, but the vampire had grown too wary of him. Instantly, he darted back several steps, staying just out of reach. Every time the Alpha moved closer, the vampire retreated, as if they were locked in a relentless game of cat and mouse chase.
Exhausted and nearly drained of energy, the vampire was weakening. He knew he couldn’t afford to stall time any longer; doing so would only put him at a greater disadvantage. The longer he lingered, the more time the Alpha had to call for reinforcements. And if that happened, he’d be overwhelmed and killed in no time.
But the Alpha had no intention of summoning backup. Bringing more warriors would only mean exposing more bloodbags to the vampire, giving him an opportunity to replenish his strength. And if that happened? They’d be right back where they started, forced to fight a fully recharged vampire all over again.