"You get one warning, bloodsucker. Just one," he growled.
"Ah, I see. She is taken. Well, salut my friend, that she-Bear is very lovely," Bal grinned widely, revealing his fangs and Nate felt his hackles rise.
"Okay, easy now," Marcus gripped his brother's shoulder, and Nate realized he was holding him down.
"Sorry," he said to Marcus.
"Bal? What is the plan now?"
"Well, my friends, I suggest we lay a trap. The Hunters won't be back tonight. Tomorrow, after sunset, they will most likely try again. The one you unfortunately killed was quite strong, if anything he was the leader of the clutch. If you are going to post guards you must be discreet, their sense of smell is triple that of a healthy Vampire," he said.
"What does that mean?"
"That means think of your own ursine noses and am
