CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT – THE UNHOLY THING

The creature was a nightmarish blend of werewolf and vampire traits. Elongated limbs ended in razor-sharp claws, while its mouth was filled with a double row of fangs. Its skin was a sickly, mottled gray, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural red light. The hybrid lunged at Logan, moving with impossible speed. But the alpha was ready. He met the creature's charge head-on, his own claws raking across its twisted form. The narrow passage erupted into chaos. Sarah shifted, joining Logan in the fray, while Lord Vladislav and his vampires used their supernatural speed to dart in and out, striking at the hybrid's vulnerable points. Laura pressed herself against the wall, her heart pounding. She wanted to help, but she knew her current state made her more of a liability in close combat. Instead, she focused on observing the creature, looking for weaknesses they could exploit. "The neck!" she shouted, noticing a pulsing vein that seemed more prominent than the others. "There's a major bloo