Kale
I felt the tension in the air before I heard the footsteps. Something was wrong, very wrong.
I pushed through the late-night crowd, heart hammering, eyes scanning the narrow city street. Elvira was supposed to be right ahead of me, heading toward the gala’s afterparty with Celina and the others. I had stayed behind, dealing with some damn security issue at event.
Bad f*cking move. A scream tore through the night, sharp and chilling.
"Elvira!" I roared, shoving through the wall of people.
Ahead, down a dark alley lit only by a broken streetlamp, I saw them. Five figures, all masked, all wearing the Bloodmoon crest somewhere on their black clothes. Surrounding her like jackals, their claws glinted under the flickering light.
Elvira was holding her ground, but she was outnumbered,
