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There, at the top of a large cypress tree was a pale motherfucker literally hissing at us, as we snarled and howled at him. He looked frightened though.
“What the hell is it doing here?”
“How did it get here?”
“One of us should jump up and try to snag its ankle and pull it down.”
The comments were coming in rapid-fire succession in my brain and I couldn’t discern who was who.
I wished I knew what time it was and how long we had before dawn, when we could transform and take care of this asshole. I feared if we tried to get at him, he’d use his super strength and speed to harm us.
But, we were more powerful in this state. How many times had I wished I could use teeth and claws on one of these leeches?
Trigger and I were the biggest wolves out of the pack, so I said, “Trigger, watch my back. I’m gonna go for it. The rest of you, back up.”
“Okay, boss,” and other grumbles sounded inside my head.
I slowly and lethally approached the vamp. I had to walk through stomach-deep swamp, but the tree was on a little mound of dirt, and once I reached him, he stared down at me.
“Get the fuck away from me,” he snarled, his eyes turning black.
I looked up at the sky and thought I saw the horizon beginning to turn pink. I couldn’t physically smile, but I did on the inside.
“Trigger, come here, I have a better idea.”
He splashed through the swamp water and then shook it off as he came to stand next to me.
“I say we have less than two hours ’til sunup. Let’s post up and give him a choice. Burn in the sun or hop down and fight us.”
The rest of the wolves howled and jeered.
“Great idea.”
“I say jump up and tear its ass a new one now!”
“I can’t wait to watch it burst into flames!”
“Okay, enough.” I turned and looked at them. “Everyone, stay put. Sit and stand guard.”
“Get out of my way,” the vampire snarled.
I shook my head no in a very human way, and his eyes widened, like he hadn’t been expecting that.
He looked toward the east, licked his lips, and looked back down at me, as if he could sense that I was the one in charge. “Just let me down, I won’t hurt you. I’ll be on my way.”
I studied him and something about him was familiar. Greasy black hair that he kept having to push out of his face. Light-colored eyes because I couldn’t see color but I assumed they were blue when they weren’t black. He was dressed like a 1950s greaser with a white tee, dark leather jacket, and jeans that were rolled at the ankle. His dark boots held him perched on that branch. He fit the description of the vamp who’d gotten away with Deon. I certainly couldn’t let him out of my sight.
“Look, I have info for you. Just let me go and I’ll be back here in the morning to meet you when we can talk like civilized people,” the vamp said, now sounding desperate.
The wolves laughed. As if we believed that.
He moved through the tree to the back side that was furthest from the east and had more shade from the leaves. As if that would save him. One strong sunbeam and he was toast. I’d seen one die in the sun once; it was gnarly, they literally burst into flames and then crumbled to ash.
I heard a noise in the water and a gator popped its head up out of the swamp. It was close enough to come up and start trouble so Trigger and I literally snarled at it until it sank its head beneath the water and went to swim off.
That distraction was all the vamp needed. He hopped like a fucking monkey to another tree and then to another. This went on for way too long, jumping from tree to tree, occasionally checking the horizon. It was turning pinker by the minute, so I’d been wrong on my estimate. Dawn was coming very soon. Then, he used his super speed to jump down once he was tired of tree-hopping, and ran through the bayou. All of us howled in delight and gave chase, keeping up with him, but just barely, he was so fast. The ground was soft and marshy, so that was hindering him somewhat. It didn’t affect us.
Trigger must have gotten a rush of adrenaline because he pushed forward ahead of us, and miraculously was able to tackle him. He put his teeth to the vamp’s neck and bit hard, intent on taking its head off.
