Sorry these chapters are so short; a lot happens very quickly otherwise. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Is that-?"
"Nah, he wouldn't dare show his face here." Malik seemed pretty confident about this, draping an arm around Erin's shoulders and giving her a squeeze that was as much about looking cool as it was about reassuring her. "...Right, Dad?"
The Count grimaced.
"Ramanga, yes. I rather think he has dared."
"DRACULA!" The voice came again. "Open this door!"
"Don't open the door," Ingrid began wearily, but Renfield had already appeared – always prompt when you needed him to be otherwise occupied – and swung the door open, admitting one furious vampire.
"Where's my daughter?" Erin tried not to look as Ramanga's defanging was all too apparent. Malik, arm still casually around her, let out a short bark of laughter.
"No idea. Can we offer you a bite to eat?" Jonno suddenly decided to follow Renfield back to the kitchen, leaving the vampires to talk.
"Adze was here, she came to meet with Vlad. She should have been home by now, or Queen, and she's neither. So where is she? What have you done to her?"
There was an awkward silence as none of the vampires answered. Then the Count recovered his nerve.
"She's dust. You can leave now. Fangs for coming." Ramanga hissed, which really didn't have the desired effect as air whistled through the holes where his fangs had once been.
"Then I'll have my revenge on your Chosen One." Malik scoffed before he had time to think about it.
"Bit late for that."
Erin poked him in the ribs, but the damage was done; Ramanga stared at them all for a long, tense moment before giving them a disturbing, gappy smile and taking off.
"Oh, well done, Malik." Ingrid turned to start reinforcing the school against vampires as well. "Brothers. More trouble than they're worth."
