Chapter 55 Sheldon's Pov

• The stench of blood and ash filled the air as I slammed the last vampire against the bark of a trem, my patience wearing thin. His glowing red eyes flickered with a mix of fear and stubbornness, but I was not in the mood to play games.
• “Where are they?” I growled, my voice deadly calm, though the beast within me roared for violence. “Where are the captives?”
• The vampire sneered, his fangs bared in a defiant grin. “You’ll never find them, Alpha.”