Ninety-Three: Killian
Killian’s P.O.V.
Camps were set up all around town. Anyone who could take someone in did. Houses were overflowing with creatures of all kinds.
Even humans started showing up, much to my surprise. They had been quiet until recently when they began reporting mass amounts of missing people and deaths. I knew the vampires had to be feeding from somewhere to gear up for the war, but there were no reports until the past few months.
Now, it seemed I was getting a new notice every hour of another collection of missing persons or bodies found void of blood. It wasn't just humans, but they seemed to be the most accessible food source and therefore were the vampire's primary target while they stocked up and prepared for battle.
Around a hundred of them had shown up, and as terrified as they were of the rest of us, they did their best to participate in training.
I watched as another one hit the ground, letting out a cry of pain before brushing her palms on her thighs and gesturing with her hand for the Lycan working with her to attack again.
"I've seen enough. This isn't going to work." I called out, and the humans stopped training to watch me with wide eyes. We could have taught them ways to dodge and fight had they shown up sooner. Still, with our limited time and their inability to move as quickly as our enemies, it was a waste of time. "We don't have time to prepare them."
"We can fight!" The female shouted angrily, but I ignored her as I turned to my lead commander, Braxton. He had been attached to me every chance he could since I spared his children. I held no ill feelings toward him for their despicable behavior. Still, he either didn't seem to understand that or wanted to ensure he restored his position back in my good graces.
"I want all humans to gather in the gardens. Have all available doctors come down. I want them all to get a crash course in first aid. They will be carrying the injured back to medics." A flash of my mate's green eyes caught my attention as she walked through the humans toward me.
"We came here to fight! We will use our guns and knives!" The female human shouted again, and I growled at her disrespect. She moved to submit quickly, having realized her mistake. I didn't need to kill her. She would die in the battle anyway based on her stubbornness and attitude.
"A lot of good that did your people during the last war." I snapped back.
Natalie rushed up behind her. The human turned, having heard or sensed my mate, but she wasn't fast enough.
Natalie laced her fingers through the girl's hair with one hand while wrapping her arm around the human's waist to hold her up. The woman struggled against Natalie's hold as my mate pulled her head to the side and hovered her teeth over the human's neck.
"It would be so easy for a vampire to get you in this hold and suck you dry." Natalie purred, and I watched with amusement as the goosebumps rose along the human's skin as Natalie's lips brushed against it. Her teeth hovered over the trembling human's neck as her canines extended, and I narrowed my eyes. "Or they could just rip your throat right out."
Her actions were threatening, but the dark look in her eye aroused me. A small part of me was enjoying seeing her this way. The human wasn't unattractive, and seeing my mate wrapped around her, even when threatening her, should have been more enjoyable.
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