Emma turned back to the shifters and took aim, shooting at the vampires and hoping to help Mason and the others. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Aria slicing the older vampire’s face with her nails.
Anton punched Aria in the face, shoving her off him. Emma aimed at him and took a few shots but he moved too fast for her to hit. f**k! The bastard was damn fast and she worried about Aria. He hissed, as if noticing Emma for the first time. Oh, s**t. His diversion was short lived. Aria flung herself at his back. She clutched at his throat, nails digging until blood oozed from the cuts. He shook her off, swinging his arm and tossing her across the room to land at Emma’s feet.
Aria jumped back on her feet, hair disheveled and wearing multiple cuts and tears to her clothes. She reached beh
