Erin’s POV
“You’re a vampire,” I said, staring at the man before me. It wasn’t a question, but he answered it anyways.
“It looks that way,” he sneered, taking a step toward me. “And you must be Erin; the pesty werewolf who can’t seem to let things go.”
“How do you know who I am?” I asked, furrowing my brows together.
“Oh, trust me… we’ve all heard who you are,” he laughed. “You are all the organization talks about.”
“You mean the Slayers?” I asked. “I thought this was where their hideout is. Where is everybody?”
He laughed again, only his laugh was dark and chilling.
“I can’t believe you fell for that. Did you really think it was going to be that easy?”
“What?” I asked; I didn’t like where this was going and suddenly, I started to feel vulnerable.
“Bane… you really think w
