The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491: SHUNK

His voice was a velvet whisper stretched over something feral.

"I have been waiting for your arrival for ten thousand years." The smile widened. The fangs caught the fractured jungle light. "Drop your shield."

Serena froze.

Her eyes flashed pink. Then gold. Then unfocused, the sharpness dissolving into something glassy and vacant.

Her shield fell.

The gold dome flickered, destabilized, and collapsed.

Seven people stood in a jungle clearing with nothing between them and the creature in obsidian armor.

"SERENA!" Dex roared.

Too late.

The creature moved.

It crossed the distance at Alpha speed. Faster, maybe. The space between where it had been standing and where Serena was standing disappeared in a blur that registered as motion only after the motion was complete.

His hand wrapped around her throat as he slammed her against a tree. The bark splintered on impact, the trunk cracking outward from the point of contact, her body pinned against the wood by a hand that was grey and wrong and carrying a strength that had nothing to do with muscle and everything to do with something else.

He leaned in. Razor-sharp fangs bared. His mouth angling for her neck, the angle precise, targeted, the geometry of a predator whose bite placement was practiced across millennia.

Fin was closest.

He didn’t think. Thinking was a luxury that required time, and time was a resource that had been exhausted the second that hand touched his mate’s throat.

His sword was out.

One clean, merciless stroke.

SHUNK.

The head hit the ground before anyone saw the blade move.

It rolled twice. Stopped. The black eyes were still open. The smile was still on the face, frozen mid-grin, the fangs still bared.

The body collapsed a heartbeat later.

Dex was already grabbing Serena. His hands found her shoulders, her waist, yanking her free from the splintered tree before the corpse finished falling.

He pulled her against his chest, arms wrapping around her.

Gavriel was already scanning the shadows. Sword drawn. His body had pivoted outward the second Fin’s blade landed, his positioning shifting from offensive to perimeter, the instinct of a Gamma who understood that the immediate threat was down and the next threat was the one you couldn’t see yet.

Rook: There are more. I can smell them.

"If that is what I think it is," Aeron said, "then we are in some deep shit. They live in packs similar to wolves. More will come."

Dex’s eyes snapped to him."You know what these are?"

"In theory. I’ve read about them." Aeron’s gaze was on the corpse, cataloguing, his brain already writing the entry, the entry already four paragraphs long. "Vampires. Thought to be extinct. Every text references them as myth. One bite is fatal to wolves."

Hyran nodded. "Confirmed. That was my hypothesis as well."

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