Chapter 70

• Christian stood at the centre of where the wolves and bears had him, panting heavily, his wild eyes darting around as he clutched his blade. His hand trembled, and his mind raced. He was out of time, out of options, and the realization struck him like a hammer to the chest.
• Lupa stepped forward, her gaze locking onto Christian's. "This is the end, Christian," she said. "There’s no more running. No more hiding behind vampire blood, or your men. You’re alone now."
• Christian’s lips curled into a snarl, his grip tightening on his weapon. “I’m never alone!” he spat, his voice dripping with venom. “I have the blood of Van Helsing running through my veins. I have…”