Layla gritted her teeth, as resolve steeled her gut.

She wasn’t going to run.

She was going to fight until the bitter end.

Glancing around, Layla looked for the First Chosen’s wooden stake. She spotted it not far from the skirmish between the three vampires who battled against one another viciously. She bolted toward it, keeping her eye on Ravana, hoping that he wouldn’t spot her.

She swept it off the ground and turned toward the ...