(Mason’s POV)
Kraig and I were running at top speed through the forest when he said, “Man, they’re f*ckin’ fast!” He was right, too. The vamps chasing us were fast but we were faster. As a result, we were steadily putting more and more ground between us and them. “Less talking, more running!” I snapped back as we quietly zipped through the trees.
The sun was just coming up and we were heading into the horizon, which meant we were now traveling due east. Towards the river. So I changed course and started heading north-west. “This way!”
So I’m guessing you’re wondering why we’re running from some vamps. Or at least how that came about. Well, it’s simple.
We wound up staying in Huckson Corner’s for just over two months. About a week ago, these three vamps showed up out of nowhere asking a
