Ruby's POV My foot met the metal, and it finally gave. I hurtled in the air, the manhole cover clanging noisily on the ground as I landed lightly on my feet. I kicked it back to place and pulled a heavy dumpster above it. Vampires were strong and fast, but that should hold them for a short while—if they had been able to follow me. The boots I was wearing were soaked with the sewage water. “Damn those vampires,” I muttered under my breath as I squeezed the water out of the tips of my red hair. I had been running from a group of young bloodsuckers. Well, it would not have happened if I had not shot one of their friends with my crossbow loaded with a wooden stake. The death of vampires was something I particularly enjoyed. After all, they were the most common enemy of the Fae when they almost pushed us to the brink of extinction ages ago. Besides, it was satisfying when their heart bursts
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