Shite. Landon grunted in pain as the knife he'd thrown earlier buried itself to the hilt in his flesh. He hadn't quite expected the retaliation. Most of the time, they went down easily, the young ones. They didn't understand or know their own strength.
Landon felt the first thrill of fear run through his blood as he marked the feel of fangs against his neck. God in Heaven, no!
Fumbling into his pocket as he felt fangs pierce his skin, he slipped another dagger from his belt and made to plunge it deep into the vampire's stomach.