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Before, I would be in a blind, berserking rage. Tearing through the city without thought or the ability to control myself.

But Alena did something to me.

She tamed the beast.

Giving me back control.

The red haze still flickers at the edges of my vision, but it’s only enhancing my cold rage. And preparing my body for what it will need to endure once I exit this vehicle.

All of us ready ourselves when the church comes into view.

The second SUV, filled with the rest of my family, is right on our tail, and they should be readying themselves to jump out with us.

I hear the engine roar as Caden wedges a pipe against the seat and the gas pedal.

Maddox leaps out first, and I slide over to follow him.

Sure, the vehicles are moving fast, but not faster than a vampire.

Jumping out with my battle axe gripped in my hand, I land on my feet and take off running for the hunters guarding the front of the church.

The hunters are spread out in small groups like fucking idiots. Making what we’re about to do a lot easier.

Heading for the nearest group, I whip my battle axe around in one fluid motion, slicing into the hunter closest to me.

His head flies off and cracks into the skull of a hunter standing fifteen feet away.

Rushing into the space in front of me, another hunter swings his sword at my stomach.

Taking a step backwards, I move out of the blade’s sweeping arc. Swinging my battle axe, I hit him in the chest.

Ripping my axe out of his body, I spin in a circle, looking for my next foe.

There are a lot of fucking hunters here.

More than I’ve ever seen before.

And while that wouldn’t normally give me pause…

Most of these fuckers are pumped up on vampire blood.

Dipping down to escape a sword that comes whistling for my neck, I spin around in a whirl with the blade of my battle axe held out wide.

Slicing deep into a hunter’s guts, the acrid stench of their prophet’s blood fills the air around us.

It’s a disgusting aroma of disease and decay that slaps my sense of smell hard.

So many tainted hunters are blocking the way to my beloved.

And the fact that they’re almost as fast as me causes the cold fire of my rage to turn into a wintery inferno.

Nothing should be as dangerous as a vampire.

These fucking mortals seek to steal our powers and pervert them for their own sick and twisted desires.

Feinting to the left to avoid a blade to my face, I spin backwards and slam my axe into another hunter’s spine.

Asher quickly takes care of the hunter that aimed for me. Wielding the wrench in his hands like it’s a fucking baseball bat, he knocks the fucker’s head clean off his neck.