Prejudice of Pride by Rozlyn Sparks

Author:Rozlyn Sparks [Sparks, Rozlyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Furies Press, LLC
Published: 2021-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Wyatt

Wyatt flipped up his collar against the cold breeze. It wasn’t snowing now, thankfully, but the chill in the air bit his skin. He checked his watch. 3 a.m. Daylight would come soon. He didn’t like leaving Naomi alone, but they’d had no other choice. He didn’t expect to see a fight, but time was short. He needed to get in and out quickly. They needed to be unencumbered. Get in, get out, and get home, fast. That was the plan.

The old churchyard came into view. Black windows gave no indication of inhabitants inside, but there were some peculiar tracks in the snow. Large ones. Fresh enough that they could have been from this evening. And based on the amount of them, they belonged to more than one person. Wyatt picked up the bitter tang of body odor and the cloying scent of cheap cologne as well. These people were either completely oblivious, or ignorant to the fact that their prey was also hunting them. The Veritate operation had suffered greatly when they stopped using vampires to hunt vampires. Their weapons might be better, but the soldiers wielding them were among the most clueless he’d ever seen. Still, though, excitement played across Wyatt’s stony face. There was hope for some action this evening.

“You seeing what I’m seeing?” he called to his companions.

“We’ve got company,” Sebastian replied, but his voice did not hold the same excitement as Wyatt.

“What’s the plan?” Claire asked.

“I’ll cover this entrance.” Wyatt pointed to the doorway nearest him. “Sebastian, you and Claire take the main doors.” The prospect of a little action had his heart jumping with anticipation and his fangs itching to sink into hot flesh. “If things turn south, rendezvous back at the house. Are we clear?”

With a nod, the hunting party broke ranks, heading for their assigned entry point. Wyatt crept up the concrete stairs to the south entrance of the old abandoned church. He reached the door and paused to see if he could pick up any more scent clues. Cold and snow gave the air a crispness that burned his nose, but still he picked up the subtle smell of humans. Sweat, skin, and blood were faint, but they were there. The door, he noticed, had been used. The lack of snow dusting its old brassy handle told him it had been recent, too.

He put his ear to the cold wood and listened.

Nothing.

Stealthy and silent as a cat, he pulled the door open and then shut it behind him. As much as he wanted to come face to face with a Veritate, he’d rather it be on his terms, and that meant not making any unnecessary sounds. Human though they were, they still had lethal weapons. Caught by surprise, he might end up crippled for the next few centuries.

Inside, the scent of the human inhabitants was stronger. He picked up one definite… possibly two close.

Wyatt’s fangs tingled, and his body hummed with energy. This was what he’d been waiting for—a real sign of the Veritate return.

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