"Alexander!" Nikolay called out as he made his way through werewolves and vampires that were fighting each other but the man he was calling was too busy beating up a werewolf to hear him. "Alexander!" he called out again just before Alexander snapped the werewolf's neck and turned around, his eyes zeroing in on Nikolay.
He rushed over to where Nikolay was without getting ripped apart by the wolves going after vampires running at vamp speed. He looked downright pissed and his hands were covered in blood which was probably from ripping out hearts of werewolves. "Nikolay..."
"What the hell happened?!" He couldn't even tell if he was yelling because of the high level of noise on the street or because he was just as angry as Alexander looked.
"I don't know! They just showed up out of nowhere! One of the –" he stopped talking when a brown wolf began to bound towards the both of them, making more cars swerve off the road to avoid it.