First Quarter

Chapter Seventy-Four: Separated

“Let’s go!” Ada said, urgency lacing her voice.

“G-go?” Someone in their unit broke his voice. “How about them? We should hurry and get to them!”

Mallory sharply turned to glare at him, feeling the rise of incredulity in her throat. It was funny how ignorant and stupid werewolves were when they hadn’t had the taste of terror from the vampires.

“No,” she said sternly, clearly having no more room for discussion.

“No?” The man looked at her in terror. “What do you mean, no? They’re in danger!”

“We’re in danger ourselves,” Mallory said, almost gritting her teeth. “And did you forget about the captain's...