Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
“So…” Matthias says as we turn onto the street of the church.
I turn to Maddox. “Remember Berlin?”
A look of sadness crosses Maddox’s face as he shakes his head. “Not again.”
“Sorry, buddy,” I say. “We’re going through the wall.”
Laughing, Asher reaches across me to smack Maddox on the knee. “Come on, that was a great time!”
“For you,” Maddox growls.
“Hey, at least there won’t be a cannonball involved this time,” I point out.
“I don’t like any of you,” Maddox says quietly before turning to look outside.
A massive wolf crosses the street in front of us, carrying a limp female body by the back of her hunter uniform.
“Holy fuck!” Caden asks from the driver’s seat. “Was that Dav?”
Asher turns his face to the wind and takes a deep breath.
Then he shakes his head. “No. That was his second in command, Eric. He’s not as big as Dav, but he’s fast.”
Turning around in my seat, I try to follow the wolf, but he’s already darted into an alley.
Asher hefts up a giant wrench from between his legs. “Time to go lay some pipe, boys.”
Even with the fury swirling inside me like a fucking tornado, I find myself smiling at his inappropriate joke.
I’m different now that I’ve bonded with Alena.
Before, I would be in a blind, berserking rage. Tearing through the city without thought or the ability to control myself.
But Alena did something to me.
She tamed the beast.
Giving me back control.
The red haze still flickers at the edges of my vision, but it’s only enhancing my cold rage. And preparing my body for what it will need to endure once I exit this vehicle.
All of us ready ourselves when the church comes into view.
The second SUV, filled with the rest of my family, is right on our tail, and they should be readying themselves to jump out with us.
I hear the engine roar as Caden wedges a pipe against the seat and the gas pedal.
Maddox leaps out first, and I slide over to follow him.
Sure, the vehicles are moving fast, but not faster than a vampire.
Jumping out with my battle axe gripped in my hand, I land on my feet and take off running for the hunters guarding the front of the church.
The hunters are spread out in small groups like fucking idiots. Making what we’re about to do a lot easier.
Heading for the nearest group, I whip my battle axe around in one fluid motion, slicing into the hunter closest to me.
His head flies off and cracks into the skull of a hunter standing fifteen feet away.
Rushing into the space in front of me, another hunter swings his sword at my stomach.
Taking a step backwards, I move out of the blade’s sweeping arc. Swinging my battle axe, I hit him in the chest.
Ripping my axe out of his body, I spin in a circle, looking for my next foe.
There are a lot of fucking hunters here.
More than I’ve ever seen before.
And while that wouldn’t normally give me pause…
Most of these fuckers are pumped up on vampire blood.
Dipping down to escape a sword that comes whistling for my neck, I spin around in a whirl with the blade of my battle axe held out wide.
Slicing deep into a hunter’s guts, the acrid stench of their prophet’s blood fills the air around us.
It’s a disgusting aroma of disease and decay that slaps my sense of smell hard.
So many tainted hunters are blocking the way to my beloved.
And the fact that they’re almost as fast as me causes the cold fire of my rage to turn into a wintery inferno.
Nothing should be as dangerous as a vampire.
These fucking mortals seek to steal our powers and pervert them for their own sick and twisted desires.
Feinting to the left to avoid a blade to my face, I spin backwards and slam my axe into another hunter’s spine.
Asher quickly takes care of the hunter that aimed for me. Wielding the wrench in his hands like it’s a fucking baseball bat, he knocks the fucker’s head clean off his neck.
“Would they call that a home run?” Asher asks as the head goes flying into the church doors.
I shake my head and mutter, “Fucking showoff.”
Turning to look for Maddox, I spot him standing in front of a female hunter who is trying to stab him.
“We need to hurry!” I shout.
Maddox calmly nods his head before he rips the sword from the female hunter’s hands. Tugging the woman into his chest, his head drops and he buries his fangs into the side of her neck.
“Taste good?” Asher asks and starts edging us toward the wall beside the front doors.
Tearing his fangs from the woman’s throat, Maddox nods again with blood dripping down his chin. “I don’t think they feed the females that tainted shit.”
“Good to know.” Asher grins. “I’m sure we’ll all be starving after this.”