Harry was counting the slumped bodies that were sprawled on the ground, and he announced proudly when he finished, “We defeated twenty-six werewolves.”
“Yeah,” Nick and Alex agreed with him, finding his pride endearing.
They shared a look. The young vampire was so naïve.
The twins, who were used to killing back in the days before they started working as royal bodyguards for the vampire princess, had found it a bit hard to fight off someone seriously yet hold back and not kill them.
Nevertheless, they did. Not only because they were scared of Blake’s punishment as the judge and executioner in every matter that pertained to The Devil’s Pact, but also because they wanted to make their young master happy, and proud, just like he was at that moment.
The battle had taken them nearly an
