ELENA'S POV
The gold light hit the first wave like a wall.
Three vampires went down immediately, blown backward through the windows they'd come in through, hitting the exterior stone with sounds that meant they weren't getting up quickly.
But there were more behind them.
So many more.
"East wall!" Ryker shouted, already shifted, not fully wolf but enough, his size doubled, his speed tripled, amber eyes blazing as he drove into two vampires coming through the bedroom hallway.
Seraphine moved like water through the chaos, her silver blades finding gaps between bodies with the precision of five centuries of muscle memory. Every movement deliberate. Every strike final. She didn't waste anything.
I didn't have that economy yet.
But I had something else.
I found the nearest vampire comi
