Senna was not used to having a half-naked woman clinging to his side. This whole plan was foreign to him. Everything felt wrong, but he still couldn’t go against his gut. “Careful,” he cautioned they navigated the tunnels. It was easy to find the way Ivon went, all the humans trailed past them their eyes glazed and talking about how they needed to go to the arena and see the match in person.
August gasped and hid her face in Senna’s chest. He tensed and glanced over to what the issue was. Another one of Ivon’s gifts had been left behind. The other supernaturals didn’t get away so easily. This wasn’t the first body they had found. The vampire leader was on a mission and determined to fulfill it. Senna had to admit he was impressed that he was managing all this solo.
“Ivon.” August’s stat
