lycanthrope’s or a vampire’s, but it still was better than a human’s. As I slowly stepped closer to Nicolai, I let my powers sweep over the immediate area. I didn’t know how deep the tunnel ran or in which direction, but I could at least get a feel for who was close at hand. To my surprise, it was just the four of us and the rats.
“Why are you here?” demanded a rough voice from behind me. I turned to find the lycan that had driven the car circling me, edging into the shadows. Nicolai was leaning against the hood by the front left wheel. His arms were folded over his chest and he was staring down at the ground. He had done his part, and gotten me there.
I turned my back to Nicolai and stepped away from the car, searching for some open ground. The other shifter stood nearby, off to my left.
“You brought me here,” I called into the darkness. The palm of my right hand itched, urging me to grab the knife that was nestled against my lower back, but I wouldn’t be the one to start this fight.
“Why are you in Savannah? Why did you come back?” asked the second lycan. His voice was younger, with a slight Southern accent, as if he’d been born and raised in South Georgia.
“Vacation.” I flexed my hands against the bite of cold in the damp, musty air. The enclosed tunnel was several degrees colder than the sun-kissed River Walk, causing my breath to fog as I exhaled.
“Is that why you were here during the summer?” asked the first. “Vacation? Kill a few vampires and catch a couple ship shots down at Tubby’s,” he suggested, mentioning one of the restaurants down along the River Walk.
“I don’t do shots.” Behind me, Nicolai snickered.
“Look, man, I personally don’t care if you stake a few bloodsuckers while you’re in town.” The easy, placating tone from the younger werewolf instantly put me on edge. “Hell, wipe out their whole fucking kind if it’s how you get off, but since you didn’t kill them all, we gotta keep the peace.”
The lycanthrope to my right circled closer, his feet scuffing the dirt-covered floor. The scent of earth and rain started to drift into the air as if a breeze had run across a field and gotten lost in the tunnels. He was dipping into his powers. “What did you do with Mira?”
Every muscle in my body stiffened. James had made no mention that the nightwalker wouldn’t be here when I arrived. In fact, I’d almost anticipated an awkward reunion once the sun set. But she wasn’t here?
“I haven’t seen her.” I widened my stance slightly.
“You attacked her in July, and now you’re back to finish the job. Where is she?” the first lycanthrope demanded.
I knew they wouldn’t believe me. “If Mira’s missing, it happened before I arrived. I just stepped off the plane this morning. I’ve been in Europe the past three months. I haven’t seen her.”
“What about Themis?” Nicolai demanded. A soft whisper of cloth rubbing was my only indication that the blond werewolf had moved. “Don’t they have other hunters like you?”
I kept my attention on the lycans I knew were a threat. “No one has been sent to Savannah. I should know. It’s my job to issue the orders. I’m the only Themis member in town. If some other hunter got his hands on her, I would know it.”
“Our—” Nicolai was cut off by a low growl from the right. “Something happened two nights ago and she has yet to answer our calls. With your sudden appearance in town, one has to wonder if Themis is playing in our neck of the woods now.”
So I was, naturally, their prime suspect. I was probably the only suspect. “I don’t know where she is,” I snarled.
A subtle shifting in the air was my only warning, the scent of earth and rain intensifying as the shifter to my right rushed me. Bending my right knee, I lowered my right shoulder and put it into his stomach. I used his own momentum to flip him over my back. The crunch of the car’s side panel giving under the weight