Xander (POV)
There were wolves and vampires fighting everywhere. Bodies scattered the ground. If a fight was what they wanted. A fight was what they were going to get. There was a reason I was called the alpha of death, and they were about to find out.
Two vampires were running towards my mom when I grabbed them and ripped their heads off. The taste of sour blood coated Reapers mouth. He growled as the thirst to kill took over. He went around the clearing ripping and shredding every vampire who crossed his path to pieces until there was none left standing.
I shifted back and ran to the pack house pulling my shorts on as I went. I needed to see that Jazmine was okay. I made it to the top of the stairs and froze.
The saferoom door was wide open. No, no, this can't be happening. I thou
