Chapter 138: Two Will Enter, One Will Return

Ty

Kicking up sand, Vlad squatted beside Ty's bleeding arm. "We'll collect the payment now."

Ty knew that old vampires could stay out in the sun for a few hours, but they'd be weaker, and meaner.

"Jerry, come and take what you want."

"No!" Ty struggled to move. Sweat broke out across his body as nausea plowed into him. He kept the rock clutched in his fist. His blood coated it, making it slick, but they'd have to pry it out of his grasp to take it from him.

The wrestler turned blood-sucker smacked his lips and flexed his muscles, his lust pulsing spikes of scarlet through his aura. Ty's stomach rolled.

"Enough!" Carla's voice rang through his ears, yet it wasn't melodic but off-key. Zarna. "What has happened here?"

Vlad smiled. "You've stolen from me, and we're going to take part of your punishment out on him. Unless you'd like to take his place?"

"Stolen?" She scrunched her nose. "I've taken nothing. Speak plainly, or I'll blast you to dust."