Ivon collapsed to the side taking deep panting breaths. Sweat dripped down his cheek in fat globs of perspiration. Maybe he should have spent more time in training, and less in running his hospital. The older vampire smiled at him as polite as could be, and not a hair out of place. He showed absolutely no signs of any of the attacks Ivon had launched his way.
He could see Nathan leaning against a wall his bright red tongue lolling out as he struggled to breathe as well. Even with both of them pressing, they hadn’t been able to land a single blow. Those smug blue eyes never lost their mocking light as the vampire smiled at them. “Are you giving up already? I thought you were serious about acquiring revenge?”
Ivon grunted in reply.
“You’re not being very hospitable, not letting your gues
