Chapter 35

*Theo's POV*

I drove alongside my fellow men, their motorcycles speeding intricately through the dense forest. The air was thick with tension as we mentally prepared for a potential vampire attack. Each of us gripped our weapon tightly, eyes darting in every direction, scanning for any signs of danger. My comrades, their faces etched with readiness, exchanged words of encouragement and shared brief moments of levity to cool their nerves.

"Stay sharp, lads," I called out, my voice carrying above the sound of the engine rums. "We've dealt with these bloodsuckers before, and we'll do it again."

A chorus of affirmations filled the air as the men nodded in agreement. We had faced countless threats from the vampire coven. Out dedication to protecting the pack hadn't shaken. I was known for my unwavering loyalty and bravery, qualities that earned me the respect of my comrades.

As we continued, conversations filled the spaces between the trees. We shared stories of battles won, recounting tal