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A while later, I heard another vehicle approach and turned to see the vampires rumble up on their bikes. Viper, Phoenix, and that big fucker Shadow killed their engines and darted right into the scuffle. My intention was to holler at him and let him know the witches were taking down every vamp in sight, but I guessed he would learn that the hard—
We watched as Phoenix got knocked on his ass by an old warlock who created some kind of electrical whip and strung it around Phoenix’s ankles, bringing him down. Phoenix didn’t stall though; he conjured up a fireball in his fist and threw it straight at the warlock. He fell backward into the water, fortunately extinguishing the flames that had lit his shirt on fire.
We heard a loud, commanding whistle and everyone stopped fighting immediately.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Viper yelled. “Vamps! Here, now.”
Unbelievably, they obeyed, limping to Viper’s side, bloodied and bruised. But we all knew they’d heal quickly.
My men and I stepped forward, standing close by but not exactly next to the vampires so we could hear what was going on.
“Someone better start talking,” Viper said, narrowing his hazel eyes at the group.
The witches stood huddled in a small group. One was bent over the warlock on the ground, who was still unmoving.
That’s a bad day right there…
“Viper, sir. We were here by the water minding our own business, and this bitch”—the young male pointed at the witch who had given the female vamp a brain sting—“came up to us and started to demand for us to tell them where their friend was. We had no idea what the hell she was talking about.”
Shadow looked at the witch. “Who are you missing?”
Shadow’s wife was a witch, that much I remembered, but other than her red hair, I knew nothing about her.
“Leann. She went missing. Told her coven that if she ever went missing, it was because of vampires,” the young witch replied.
“We don’t know no Leann,” Viper replied. “Who’s in charge?”
The older warlock stepped forward. “Me.”
“Name?” Viper asked.
I knew that warlock. I’d had dealings with him before. He was a cranky fucker but I didn’t tussle with him.
“Galled,” I replied for him.
All heads turned toward me.
“You know who I am, right?” I asked, stepping closer to the group.
The warlock nodded.
I pointed at Viper. “And you know who he is?”
“Not really. Head of the vamps’ motorcycle gang. That’s it.”
“We’re not a gang,” Viper said on a sigh.
I bit back a smile. It really did get old reminding people of that. “Well, then you know that if you have a supe problem, you go to him for vamps, and me for wolves. Right?”
“Yeah, Psycho,” he replied, spitting out my name like a curse.
“You’d do good to remember that,” Viper said. “Now how did the fight start, children?”
The young male vamp who answered earlier said, “I told the bitch we didn’t know where her friend was. She kept pushing so I bared my fangs and told them all to scram. She hit me with a lightning bolt thing and… all hell broke loose.” He absently rubbed his chest.
Bad day indeed…
“Well, it’s over now. I’ll ask my wife if she knows Leann, and I’ll be in touch if so,” Shadow replied, glaring at Galled.
