Alexander and the girls spent a long night together before the first light of morning began to peak through the makeshift blinds of the abandoned hotel.
Below his Vesta, Amy's vampires and the werewolves spent the evening hunting together; despite being enemies initially, the casualties were low.
Thankfully, all three races are extremely durable.
However...
Two of the female werewolves were now in their full wolf form... Sadly being ridden by Marie and Althea as punishment for being "bad dogs" and losing to them in a fight.
He walked through the hotel, kicking aside any debris or broken stone. Now, his strength was enough to easily clear the things blocking his way as he approached the balcony south of the hotel, which overlooks the hotel swimming pool and resort portion.
The moment he reached the door, a soft hand grasped his shoulder before tossing him with such power he lost all control.
