COHEN

After that, I joined the group to patrol the west side and searched for the pack.

It was nearing four in the morning, and I was just about to call off the search when I heard it.

It was an inhumane mix between a howl and a screech. All the hair on my body lifted and I knew it was the call of a feral vampire.

“GO!” I yelled to my guys.

We sprinted off in the direction of the howl.

As a group, we blurred through a park and stopped in the center of ...