Twenty-Four
HIM
I pull into the back of the museum Aleric wants to meet us at. It’s far enough away from the tower that the wolves won’t be able to smell us. With this being a rescue first and an attack second, we don’t want to reveal the fact that we’re working with the Blood Fangs unless there’s a certainty of killing Antonio.
As we step out, Aleric and six of his soldiers – two men, four women glide out of the shadows. His normally dark-brown eyes are blood red now, and they reflect strongly in the night. As do the silver and black piercings he has in his eyebrow, nose, and ears.
“Look at this,” Aleric says as he stops in front of me, damn near bouncing on his toes. He holds up his phone. There’s a text chat on his screen between him and Antonio.
Aleric: I see you’re entering your villain era.
Aleric: May I suggest getting a costume? I think you’d look hot in spandex.