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from human.
    They moved away from her, their fangs protruding. His female’s blood was on two out of three of the fuckers’ faces, and that angered Lathan even more, made him hungry to hurt them. Abbi slowly moved away but didn’t get very far when one of them grabbed a chunk of her long hair and lifted her up.
    “You’re going to kill us, so what’s to stop me from bringing her down right along with us?” one of the vampires asked.
    Lathan bared his fangs. They didn’t know this, but he was going to make them suffer, bathe in their blood, and then revel in the fact he took their lives.
    “Hurt her further, and I’ll make your deaths far more painful.”
    The one who held her pressed his sharp nail against her throat. Her big eyes stared at him, pleading, but also showing strength. His vision turned to red. Lathan smiled, but it was far from humorous. He was going to kill these bastards with his bare hands. His teeth lengthened even further, and he felt his body primed for the fight.
    The vampire dug his nail into her flesh and broke her skin, blood making a slow trail down her pale skin. Lathan let out a roar and charged forward, taking out one of the vampires as easily as breathing.
    He sliced his claw through the vampire’s throat, warm blood spraying out of the gaping wound. A vampire might be immortal in the sense they didn’t die from age of human sickness, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t die, period. Severing the head from the necks was a sure way to kill a vampire or shifter, and he intended to do that slowly enough that they felt everything.
     He grabbed the other vampire by the neck, lifted him off the ground, and stared at the one that touched Abbi. He reached out, his strength outmatching them tenfold. He pried his hand back from her neck, and reveled in the sound of bones crunching. In a swift move, he twisted the vampire’s neck that he held in his hand, used all of his strength, and dug his nails into his flesh. With little effort he squeezed the air from his body, and then tore his head from his neck.
    He slammed his fist into the chest of the vampire who had grabbed his female’s neck. Ribs cracked under his blow, and a howl of pain brought a triumphant smile to Lathan’s face. Lathan only saw violence right now.
    He swiped out, slashing his claws down the fucker’s face. And then he was right in front of the other vampire, grabbed his neck with one hand and his shoulder with the other, and in a swift move pushed in opposite directions. The vampire was decapitated easily. Blood sprayed out, covering Lathan’s face and chest. Fire burned through his body, and he dropped the corpse. Looking around at the heads on the ground, the bodies across from them and blood covering the dirty asphalt, he felt victorious.
    He turned and stared at his female, his mate, who sat on the ground.
    “Lathan,” she said his name softly, with a hint of fear in it. He couldn’t tell if her fear was because of the vampires or because of him and what he’d done.
    “I hate that you had to see me this way.” He saw her swallow, and then she slowly rose. She still had her hand on her neck, and when she removed it he saw it still hadn’t healed.
    “Come here, mate,” he said as softly as he could and held out his hand. He needed her to trust him, to not fear him. It took her a second, but she finally placed her bloody hand in his. Pulling her forward, he leaned down and ran his tongue over the bite marks, instantly sealing them and starting the healing process with his saliva. He tasted that motherfucker on her, and wanted to kill each of those bastards again.
    “Thank you.”
    He pulled back and looked down at her face. He felt his wolf start to relax, grow calm and pleased that their mate was safe. Do I frighten you?”
    She took a few seconds to answer, but then shook her head. “No.”
    The honesty in that lone word had pleasure surging through him.
    “I just want to get out of here.”
    He pulled