Landry POV
“Alpha King!”
Landry’s advisor bursts into the room looking frazzled. Landry looks up, displeased, as the witch-doctor finishes bandaging his arm. Landry’s Beta is still glaring at him and pacing on the other side of the room, muttering about Landry’s decision to donate his blood to Bernice.
“What is it?” Landry demands as his advisor pants and gasps for breath. The witch-doctor finishes bandaging his arm and steps back, gathering his supplies and finishing up the potion for Bernice. Alarm grows in Landry the longer it takes for his advisor to catch his breath.
“The vampires,” his advisor finally pants. “They are planning to attack the capital. Today!”
“They must think it poorly defended with the female Alpha on a mission,” Landry’s Beta says immediately. “We must launch a
