And, just like that, your pack is alone.
"Fuck," Sergi whispers. "Fuck."
"It'll be okay," Addie put a hand on his shoulder.
He shrugs it off. "They're leaving us here to die," he snaps.
"We can deal with Blackwell," she tells him, voice firm. "That dead piece of shit won't be talking much longer."
Sergi nods. "He'll pay for what he did. Him and all those freaky vampires he has working for him."
"Let's go inside," Addie suggests. "We can see if that weed they dropped off is as good as they seem to think it is."
You stay outside for a moment and think about what's just happened.
You met your dad.
You met your dad and his name is Jay.
You need a walk.
No, actually, you need to run. You need to feel the whip of the wind and the strength of your muscles again.
You shouldn't go anywhere alone right now... but the sun is up, the moon is ringing and... and before you're really thinking about it you're jogging down the road.
Somewhere in orbit around the Earth, the moon is doing what it does best, being an arsehole.
killkillkillkillkillkillkill
You ignore it and pick up the pace.
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