Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty.

Zeke

I felt the dark energy as I walked deeper into the alley. According to the twins, it was where they'd been attacked. The hairs on my nape stood up as the energy thickened.

The aura… It was dark.

The scene around me suddenly warped, but I didn't fight it. Instead, I allowed myself to be swallowed by the dark swirl of contaminated energy. When everywhere became still again, I was no longer in the alley.

I was still looking around, when a voice boomed.

“A royalty?” The voice was chilly, and laced with venom and hatred.

My hand went to the hilt of the sword on my waist band. Its blade was laced with vampires-bane, known to disarm and weaken any vampire. I looked around again.

The place was unfamiliar, almost as if I was in another dimension. It was shaped like a cave, with red eyed gargoyles lurking at all corners. They bared their mouth at me, but they didn't move.

“You want to see me?” The voice laughed; if the icy sound could pass off as one.