Chapter 84. Need for Revenge

"Fuck the drive. What is it?" Denzel whirled around to face Maverick, his eyes alight and expectant.

"It's not good, brother." Maverick shook his head solemnly. 

Mya scoffed and folded her arms across her chest. "When last has anything been good around here?" 

Denzel shot her a look that made her zip up her mouth. "Well? Speak up, man," Denzel pressed as his index finger drummed an anxious beat on his thigh. 

"Sebastian has made more vampires out of innocent humans. The council just sent a memo about a meeting tomorrow because of all the disappearances the human faction have had to cover up as freak accidents or kidnaps," Maverick informed. 

Denzel raised an eyebrow at him. "You aren't telling me everything."

"Can this get any worse?" Mya mumbled while tracing a pattern on the ground with her foot. 

"It can. It has," Maverick answered her. "I don't understand how Sebastian has done it but the smaller packs have been recruit