Howls and Havoc

Draven’s body hung in the air, Valerion’s grip like an iron vice around his throat.

The Vampire King’s red eyes burned with pure, unrelenting wrath.

Draven’s lips curled into a bloody smirk. Even with Valerion’s fingers crushing his windpipe, he did not yield.

Then—Azrael’s voice cut through the ...

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