This time, it's Robert who moves. But instead of killing him, he grabs his brother by the mouth and rips out his tongue.
I've never seen Robert be so vicious before.
"There's three of us and one of you," I murmur. "You cannot honestly believe that you stand a chance."
"No, I think you miscounted," Clyde beams at me. "There are twenty of us and three of you."
Vampires walk out from the shadows.
"You could listen to me," Clyde offers. "Your son is still an infant. I need you as the Alpha for a couple more years. I'll even let you see Aisha every now and then. You do what we say, and I won't have to hurt her."
"You're a fool if you think I'll ever listen to you," I snarl.
"Maybe," Clyde chuckles. "Or you can learn the hard way."
His smile fades, "Take them."
Charles is writhing on th
