The night air crackled with tension as Samantha and Alex found themselves surrounded, backs against the cold metal of the bomb shelter door. Hunters with silver weapons raised and rogue vampires with bared fangs formed a tightening circle around them. Escape seemed impossible.
Samantha's eyes were darting from one enemy to the next. Despite her training, fear gnawed at her. She was still new to this world of supernatural combat, and the odds were overwhelmingly against them.
The lead vampire, tall and dark-haired with malice in his eyes, took a step forward. "Last chance," he sneered. "Tell us where to find Marcus, and we might let you live."
Samantha's mind raced. She couldn't betray Marcus, but she also had to protect Alex. Time seemed to slow as she weighed her options, each heartbeat—if she'd had one—stretching into eternity.
Suddenly, the night exploded into chaos.
