Chapter 27 Spellbound

Silas' POV The smell of blood spread through the air. Vultures perched on distant branches, staring at the vampire troops inspecting the corpses on the ground. They were getting ready to swoop down and feast. "There's another one over there." I gripped the last monster hunter by the throat with an icy gaze. "This is your final chance. Speak, or you'll join the rest of these bodies." As I spoke, my hand tightened again. The human's face turned blue from the lack of oxygen. A tortured rasp came from his throat. "West… forest…" He forced out those two words with pleading eyes, hoping I would spare him. Unfortunately, anyone who betrayed his companions the moment his life was threatened didn't deserve to live. A faint smile graced my lips. In the instant a flicker of hope appeared in his eyes, I snapped his neck and tossed him to the birds patiently waiting for food. "Lord Redthorn." Peter approached and awaited my orders. I instructed, "Send someone to check. Leave none alive."