Chapter 25

Hector’s POV "Ah! Murder! Murder!" Chaos broke out as everyone scrambled in different directions. "Damn it, who dares to ruin my good time? You're dead!" The female emcee who Emma had kicked down to the ground had a husky, masculine voice. He turned out to be a man. "Hector, your days are numbered. After tomorrow, there will be no more Blood Stone Pack!" At the same time, the other three standby emcees rushed towards me with fierce and wicked expressions. I glanced at them but remained unfazed. All my attention was on Emma, who was bleeding profusely from her arm. "You're injured," I said. Emma was lucky that the bullet had only grazed her arm, leaving behind a not-too-deep wound. Though blood was flowing, judging from the color of the blood, the attacker had not used wolfbane or silver bullets. No, it was lucky for me. "They're coming for you.