Chapter 38. Who’s the Vamp?

THE OLD MANSION

“Brother, we need to do it,” Eva sneered. She can’t believe Dean is having a second thought about siding with the clandestine wolves to put Clinton down for good. “That’s our only option since we can’t afford to be bitten by those werewolves our brother surrounds himself with!”

“You expect me to hand over the only weapon that could put us down to our enemies all in the name of taking Clinton down!” he gnawed as his eyes hardened toward Eva. “We will find another way to put him down, ourselves.”

As the argument was about heating up, a full-fisted knock came on the door, bringing silence between Dean and Eva for a few seconds.

“Expecting anyone?” Eva glanced at Dean.

“No,” Dean replied. He slowly walked down to the door to answer. “Who’s there?” he yelled. He needed to be sure before opening the door.

“It’s Bruce,” a voice came from the outside. “It has been days and I have not heard from you so I needed to check to…”

The creak