CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

As Sam stood there, in the entryway of Versailles, watching hordes of masses storm the steps, he broke into action. He ran to help all the guards, who were scrambling to restore the huge double doors. But the human guards weren’t strong enough to lift them back up in time.

Sam leapt forward, and, using his strength, pulled them up by himself, restoring them back into place. He quickly scanned the room, and spotted a huge, wooden beam mounted above the fireplace. It looked like the size of an ancient tree trunk, and like it would take twenty men to lift.

Sam ran over to it, and to the shocked look of the guards, he hoisted it alone, carried it across the room, and slammed it in front of the doors, barring them.

Just in time. Moments later, there came the pounding of hundreds of fists at the door, as the masses tried to get in.

Thanks to Sam, the door seemed to be holding. At least for now.

As Sam stood there, he was soon joined by Aiden, the twins, and all the other coven members.