Senna groaned as he came to. He put a hand to his aching head and looked around.
August. Where was she?
Nearby he saw Ivon was still knocked out. August was further away still in her angel form. A long sword was clasped in both her hands and white fire traveled down its length.
That was new.
“August?” his voice came out a bit rougher than he expected. “Wait, where did that hunter go?” He jerked his head to the side as he searched for their enemy. Her shifter friend was still down for the count.
“I took care of her.” August’s voice sounded strange to Senna. “I’m going to take care of Adon next.” Her voice was pure seething rage.
“Is Ivon okay?” Senna shook the vampire with a hand as he tried to get a response. He grunted in response, that was good at least. August appeared attach
