REINFORCEMENT

They clasped hands firmly together, and Articus slid into the nearest seat. His pack was the closest, and he preferred being filled in by King when there were pressing issues at hand.

He maintained his composure, but King saw through it. He could tell his friend was busting for some answers. They had all been anxious about the attacks, and the lack of news had made them all impatient.

Articus hadn’t even been able to wait for King at their usual spot. He had come to look for King at his house. If it wasn’t such a serious matter, King would have laughed.

“It’s a vampire.”

Articus frowned, as if he had been expecting King to say something else. “What?”

“A freaking vampire.” He told Articus all about how he had tracked the dog to its carcass, and how Emilia had shared her vision with him.

Articus looked at King with wide eyes when he finished speaking. He let out a low whistle and shook his head slowly. “Damn.”

“Yup.” King drummed impatiently on the table and looked out the window. “That