Sophie’s POVThe silence after the battle was even worse than the fighting itself. The grand hall of the mansion looked like a war zone, and one could see shattered glasses, bloodstains on the marble floors, and broken furniture scattered everywhere. I leaned against Damon, and held Lucas tightly between us. My shoulder still burned from the corruption, but the pain was nothing compared to the fear that I felt right in my heart. “We won,” I said, but I wasn't even feeling victorious. “For now.”Damon's silver eyes scanned the room, assessing the damage and the exhausted warriors around us. “Marcus, get a full headcount. Tend to the wounded first. I want every scout out within the hour. We need to know exactly what’s coming.”Marcus nodded, blood still coming out of a wound on his forehead. “Yes, Alpha. The Devourer, it’s real. The lieutenant wasn’t lying.”Elowen approached us with tentative steps, and she looked troubled. “The Hollow Court was just the beginning. The Devourer is an
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