And he didn’t travel alone. Their sallow skin told her all she needed to know. Vampires. At least five that she could see, probably more she couldn’t. Had they all caught the scent of her blood? Heart racing, Mischa took a backward step. “Hello, fellas. Fancy meeting you here.” Would Rhad hear her if she screamed? Her mind whirled with options. She doubted she could outrun any of them, but perhaps she could talk her way out of this situation. Her father had always told her she could sell sand in the desert.“I’m just waiting for a friend. He’ll be along any moment.”The leader of the pack grinned, revealing snowy white fangs. Her words had little effect on him. “And he left you all alone? What a pity.” There was a general chorus of sympathetic noises behind him. “Perhaps your ‘friend’ isn’t schooled in the ways of the forest.”Mischa clenched her hands into fists at her sides as the vampire licked his lips. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking I’m an easy target.”Three of them moved forward in unison, eyes glittering, saliva dripping from their mouths. One began to hum a low, hypnotic tune. “You will make a fine supper,”
