I watched her trot off into the woods, surprised when she didn't tell me to stop staring at her ass. I turned around to see Pavlov staring at the bodies scattered around me. His jaw was slack, and his eyes were wide.
"You okay there, Ivan?" I asked with amusement. His eyes met mine and he just nodded slowly. "We're going back to the others. We're going to head back to St. Vlad's tonight."
I started walking in the direction of the store. I walked slower than normal simply because Pavlov was still processing what had occurred in the clearing. I'd stopped, first, to grab my duster in my jaws before moving out of the clearing, scanning the area for any more danger. I didn't smell any more decaying flesh so I didn't think there were any more Strigoi around, and Roza was taking care of t
