Page 298 of His Sunshine Baby

I can give her a lot of time as long as she gives birth to a healthy baby and is okay herself, or so I hope…

This hell here is far from over. I just can’t see the end of the vampires no matter how many we kill. Hell, how many did she gather? We are stronger, as our bodies are conceived to kill vampires, our feral enemy, in the first place, but there is nothing we can do about the difference in numbers. They just keep coming. It’s a freaking invasion.

Moreover, we suffer casualties too. With the way my aura changed earlier, I can now feel each wolf dying even more clearly, it’s just overwhelming. If I wasn’t focusing on my ownfight, I’d be crumbling under the sadness. But I can’t allow myself to be weak now. So many people are counting on us.

I keep fighting, still trying to make my way to Nephera. We need to kill her. She controls the vampires. I just don’t get how she can control so many at once. I’m struggling to get past her vampires, and Sylviana and her are still busy exchanging water and soil all over the place. I have to be cautious of everything happening. Each emerging root can make me stumble, each water pick can injure me. I’m fine so far, but it only takes one miss.

“Selena, we have a problem!”

“I just saw the Vampire Queen!”

“I saw her too!”

What? What’s going on? I rip another limb, bite another vampire, trying to sense where they are trying to mind-link me from. I can feel Damian, Liam, and Nate are hearing the sudden voices echoing too.

“Wait, was that Iris?”

“Yeah, her lavender hair!”

“It’s Iris!”

“What is she doing!”

“Watch out!”

Holy shit, what? I try to sift through all the incoming information, holding onto the ones who saw this with their own eyes! This is like a hell jungle. My body has to be here fighting, but my mind is torn between my focus here and the mind-link. I try to jump on several vampires at once to get out of this crowd and catch one or two precious seconds to listen.

I look for the brothers, spread around me, dealing with the same issues. The vampires are gathered in bigger numbers around us. There are not many jumping on us at once, but almost as if those bastards were queuing and circling around us, making sure to contain me and the brothers. When the helldid those blood-suckers become smart enough to prepare such a strategy in the middle of a fight!

“Damian, Nate, Liam, you heard that?”

“Yeah, go!”

“But…”

“We can’t get to the witch this way, Selena, just go!”

I decide to listen to him, though I feel bad for leaving the fight’s main area. I jump to the side, biting another vampire’s leg, dragging him with me in my run, and mowing some vampires as if I was reaping anyone standing in my way. I try to focus on the directions given by our wolves. Iris, why the hell would Iris be with the Vampire Queen! And what of Chris?

I try to help whoever I can on my way. I furiously attack a vampire that was gripping a wolf, break up a crowd of them, throw some bites to help whoever I can. Our line of defense is still doing okay, and I’m amazed by our betas. Lysandra is a monster by herself. No wonder the Purple Moon clan was famous for their warriors. I run past her; she almost seems to be having fun, taking down one vampire after another as if they are merely toys for her to play with.

I spot Tonia too, doing just as well. After all, she was one of the Blood Moon’s fighting instructors. Her brother is more of a surprise, under his usual calm demeanor, he’s another killing machine, and their family’s giant size is good to intimidate the vampires too. Those siblings are worth two or three betas by themselves!

I keep running, but there are also the bodies… Those people I had felt dying, I get to see their corpses now, sadly covered in mud, while their friends are still fighting nearby. No one has time to close their eyes or cry for them, and it breaks my heart. I think I saw William too, my cousin’s peculiar black and white fur, now dirtied with blood and mud, lying a few steps away, butI can’t go see him now. I silently apologize, but this war is far from over…

I finally reach a little hill, where a lot of wolves are cornered by a humongous crowd of vampires. A few paces away, with four dead werewolves’ bodies at her feet, I see the one who has to be the Vampire Queen. She’s easy to recognize, her hair is completely white, her red eyes brighter than the rest and she is in some dark lace dress. Who the fuck wears a dress on a battlefield! Nephera and her are just so confident, it annoys me.

However, I have another problem: standing right next to her is Iris. My cousin looks different. I can’t describe it, but her eyes look strange, almost… empty. Her hair is a hectic mess too and she’s still in her outfit from when she left her cell. What happened to her? And where is Chris? I can’t feel his wolf, did he run away?

I jump into the group of werewolves, resuming the fight right away. My sudden arrival breaks the vampires’ cohesion, throwing them into disarray and allowing my peers to fight back. I bite again, use my claws to rip their white flesh until they can’t move. My white fur isn’t so white anymore, most of it has turned an ugly brown. I try to ignore the horrid smell of blood and ripped flesh, and help those guys fight off their assailants.

If only I could get to the Vampire Queen… I mean, my knowledge about vampire clans is rather limited, to say the least, but from Sylviana’s words, she is the one controlling the vampires and their blood thirst. If we can take the Vampire Queen down, that will be half of the job done. The problem is, she is standing too far. Just like Nephera, she is standing out of my reach, out of any battle. Just watching whatever’s going on. At least the witch is busy fighting Sylviana!

That damn Vampire Queen is just staring at the war zone, comfortably standing still, and Iris standing right by her side. Iknow this isn’t good. My cousin is standing too close to her, and too confidently. Damn it!

“Iris, what the heck are you doing?”

I know I can still mind-link her. Iris was punished, but never banished from Silver City, she left on her own. It takes more than that to cut off ties.

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