*Beth’s POV*

The shot vampire was lying on the ground, spread out, blood oozing out of the wound. I looked back and saw another man wearing a leather jacket. He was holding a gun. This man was the one to shoot the vampire about to bite me.

The man lifted the gun at me, and I was frozen with fear. Before I could say or do anything, Zed appeared and examined the situation with the quick, calculated eyes of a police officer. ...