Daemon POV I see vampire fighting wolves under the moonlit sky. I hear a sinister growl hissing in my vicinity. I ready my stance. Come on you filthy vampire. Show yourself . My beast warns . Out of the bushes a smaller vampire with brown hair and glowing red , green eyes lunges at me. He hisses and swipes his nails at my neck. Still fully shifted I jump back. His strike missing my jugular. He slides in the mud scrambling in attempt to regain his footing. I see my opening as my speed is faster with both genes and grab his neck. With a flick of my jaw and minimal effort, his head separated from his neck and I toss it. Growling I spit out the foul tasting blood. The trees shake as my Alpha growl rumbles through out the entire forest surrounding the victorian manor of the Vampire

