knows.”
The crowed parted and two vampires pushed Doxiak into the middle, covered in blood.
“Doxiak!”
“I am fine, Layla. Do not worry for me. You know how I heal.”
“I will kill you all!”
Tiavyse chuckled, his eyes gleaming. He turned to look over his shoulder. “Go ahead—tell us about your little tale, Healer.”
Nikalye looked at Doxiak, waiting.
“There are some humans who are born from those who have drunk the blood of vampires—believers of all things supernatural. They are born entirely human, yet possess abilities they are not aware of. In Belia’s case, her blood is able to restore what has been destroyed. Others are able to see the dead or see creatures for what they are. The sight.”
“You forgot to mention how delicious their blood taste. So pure and full of life.”
“Something you clearly have none of.”
Tiavyse turned his attention to Layla. “Your time will come half-breed. And I will take pleasure in tasting the blood of a Light-born as well as the dark.”
“You will never get close enough.” Layla curled her hands into fists and bared her fangs.
“I managed to get to you once, I will do so again. And this time, I will do more than shoot you while you play games.”
Tiavyse attacked Layla? How?
“But before I bathe in your blood…” Tiavyse turned his attention to Belia. “I wish to have hers.” He licked his lips.
Nikalye moved forward, attacking fast and hard. His brother needed to be stopped before the people he loved was hurt.
Tiavyse’s mind was wide open, so as Nikalye neared, he heard the plans of a counter attack whisper through his own thoughts. When Tiavyse twisted around, Nikalye did also and ducked when his brother punched him. He spun and kicked, but Tiavyse bent back to avoid his attack. He kicked out and Nikalye back flipped to avoid it.
Tiavyse chuckled and circled him. “You have become stronger since our last visit, I am impressed.”
Nikalye didn’t speak. Instead, he met Layla’s eyes when he felt her move. Though her thoughts were blocked, he still knew her intent. He shook his head slightly, telling her not to attack. This was his problem to get rid of.
The air behind him shifted and his brother’s whispered thoughts swirled in his mind. Nikalye spun, caught Tiavyse’s fist in his hand and hooked a leg around his. With a free hand wrapped around his throat, he pushed down hard, slamming him into the floor. As he disappeared, Nikalye quickly spun around and kicked him in the back hard. The snap of broken bones filled the air and once again, Tiavyse disappeared.
Nikalye turned to check on Belia. She stood still with her eyes wide open in shock and while he checked her thoughts, making sure she was okay, he also listened out for his brother’s thoughts.
Tiavyse’s ability to make others believe what he wanted had obviously grown stronger over the years while everyone believed him to be dead.
He appeared behind Nikalye but when he turned to attack, he was nowhere in sight. When he appeared a few steps behind where he was just stood, Nikalye moved fast towards his brother as the vampires surrounding them charged. When Nikalye raised his hand to attack, Tiavyse disappeared again, and chuckled behind him.
“Actually, I take that back. You have lost your touch, brother. Shame.”
Nikalye turned to see Tiavyse behind Belia, his fingers wrapped around her throat and holding her off the ground as she struggled against him. In his hand he held a revolver.
When his brother turned his attention over his shoulder, Nikalye turned his attention to Layla and saw her surrounded by the vampires and Spirit Demons and Doxiak also surrounded nearby.
“You must choose between the two women you love. Which will it be? Layla the beautiful, deadly creature that makes your heart race?” Tiavyse tightened his hold on Belia, making her gag. “Or the human that has the special blood?”
Oh my God, oh no. I’m going to die. I’m going to