Chapter 69. Taken!

The front door was left open and the sitting room was left in ruins. There were claw marks on the walls and some had even torn into some of the furniture. As the two boys looked around, their supernatural eyes surged out and they started sniffing the air. 

"Two wolves and a vampire." Grunted Saint. "Call Elder Mac!" 

Roy brought out his phone and started dialing Elder Mac's number but nobody picked up. 

"Blood!" Roy horrid over to a spot behind one of the chairs. There, he found a small red patch of blood on the ground. He touched it and smelled it. 

"It's Dad's!" His body grew cold and his eyes turned red with rage. "They hurt him." 

Saint hugged himself as he stared at the red spot of blood on Roy's fingers in horror. 

The image of Alaric getting torn to pieces flashed across his mind. His body trembled and he whimpered. 

When Roy looked up and saw Saint's state, he quickly pulled himself together and hur