Castor PoV.
"Alpha Castor, dawn is approaching."
Godiva's voice brought my steps to a halt. When I turned around, nearly two-thirds of the warriors from Moonstone and Blackmoon were gravely injured. Their wounds were healing far too slowly due to exhaustion.
I considered Godiva's words. The approaching dawn would force the vampires to retreat. Despite the severe injuries among our warriors, I saw the bodies of fallen vampires strewn across the battlefield, staining the white sand with crimson.
But my fleeting confidence shattered when I noticed one vampire corpse not far from me stirring. Its broken neck straightened as it rose to its feet. I froze momentarily, but I refused to let fear consume me. Growling deeply, I lunged at the creature, sinking my fangs into its neck.
Its strangle
