EDGE
In no time at all, Blade and the boys were calling from the packhouse, letting us know the coup had been successful.
The plan went perfectly. The explosion went off without a hitch, everything was in place, and Ambrose was exactly where we all thought he would be. Perfectly smooth, in and out in no time.
Almost too perfectly, I thought, but that could have just been how cynical I’d gotten in my 500 years. We could have genuinely gotten lucky and the plan just went off that smoothly, but it could have also been giving us a false sense of security.
Once Blade was officially Alpha, Point Blank, Smarts and I jumped on our bikes to head over to the packhouse. A group of vampires rocking up to a pack that had just experienced a major coup was asking for trouble, so Bite was meeting us a
