#Chapter 101: The Choice

Kadeem Kadeem shot his eyes down at Rayburn. "Well, this explains a lot.” The vampire’s eyes shone with a particular kind of malice, reminding Kadeem of a vitriolic talking-head on cable news. She was blond with a sassy 90s bob and he hated her in an instant. He quickly widened his stance in preparation for a fight. In warning, he let out a low, rumbling growl from deep within his chest. "No need for all that werewolf posturing, is there," she asked, daring to take a step forward, just before making an even ballsier move - reaching out to touch his bloody torso with her wintry, dead finger. Kadeem reacted instantly and aggressively, snapping his hand around hers like a vice. His eyes flashed with anger and he said simply: "You get one chance- leave now or die." He released her finger and she pulled it to her lips, licking the blood from it with a satisfied grin. "I could smell this for miles," she said, inhaling deeply, as though savoring his taste, the