Faith pulled the stake out, dusting her hands off as the vampire exploded in front of her. She tucked the weapon back into her pocket, and kept moving, not noticing the lone figure that perched high on a tree, watching her from a few metres away.
The breeze blew, lifting her curls away from her face, and James took a breathe in, eyes changing to a darker red, almost black. He grinned, enjoying the scent. While he had taken this job for revenge, there was now an element of pleasure in it.
She smelt irresistable.