Chains appeared on Altair’s near-unconscious captive, courtesy of Sky. He’d mainly watched. The barrier around the room had to be draining, so I couldn’t blame him. Before I could shackle my own vampires, he’d done it for me too. I released my hold on my magic and the one I’d had immobile scrambled to back against the bed.
“Meeting you has been quite informative,” Altair said. “I’ve learned that Omegas are far too much work.”
“So glad I helped you figure that out. Hand me his gun.”
His face scrunched up in disgust, the right side more than the mangled left, but he pulled it out and handed it to me with two fingers. I looked down at it, seeing multiple bullets still in the chamber. “You might want to hide behind a shield with Sky.”
“You don’t plan on using the disgusting Null weapon, do you?”
I snorted. “They used it on Nolan. I’m repaying the favour.”
Grabbing the guns from the other two vampire guards, I checked how many bullets were left.
Enough.
Tossing two on the bed, I held the other one in both hands and pointed at the man I’d immobilized. He had barely a scratch on him. That would change.
My first shot went wide, bullet embedding in the wall.
There was a bit of kickback to the gun I had to account for, and fuck, was this thing loud. Adjusting my grip, I shot again. It grazed his hip and he hissed. My next shot hit home, right in his stomach.
I moved my attention to the bald vamp.
This time, my first try got him in the stomach.
Next vamp.
He was bleeding heavily, his fangs poking his lower lip as he became increasingly desperate for blood. For him, I chose to aim for the shoulder. His stomach was mangled enough.
The door to the room flew open as I fired off that shot, Oswald filling the doorframe. I sensed his panic at the back of my mind. Over the years of having the familiar bond with him, I’d grown used to pushing him aside. I should probably stop doing it now he was my mate. “Freya, gods above. We thought you were getting shot,” he said, crossing the threshold.
“I’m giving them what they gave Nolan.”
“Little fin, we need to just kill them. More guards could be in here any second.”
“Em and Shan are drawing fire.”
“Are you saying it’s alright if they get hurt while drawing fire?”
I cursed. “Fuck. Fine. I trust them to stay uninjured, but you have a point.”
Oswald grabbed a blade from his belt and shook his head. “Where was that trust in Nolan? He pretty much had it, in the end. He would have been fine.”
“I trusted him until he was injured. Injured, my trust doesn’t matter because instincts take over.”
He moved to one of the vampires and slowly pressed the blade into his chest, puncturing his heart. I did the same to another, and Altair killed the third. Sky dropped his invisibility veil the second they were all dead, which was much more convenient. Better we could see our entire team to make sure everyone was leaving with us and he wasn’t trailing behind.
“Creating a portal would take too long, so we’re going to go down the fire escape,” I stated, stepping up to Nolan to check his wound.
It was healing fast. He didn’t cringe away from my touch for once, letting me inspect him.
“Sky can make our team invisible,” Altair said, exchanging a glance with his teammate. “Have you got yours?”
“Got it,” I confirmed. “One invisibility veil coming up, but I’m taking Nolan.”
I probably shouldn’t. Concealing four people was an unnecessary strain on my magic when we had another witch with us, but I wasn’t currently comfortable letting him leave my sight. To Nolan’s credit, he didn’t try to protest.
Drawing up the veils, Altair and Sky vanished to us but we could all see each other beneath it. “Stay close to me and don’t be loud,” I instructed. “I’m not concealing sound too.”
