Lycan Brothers Want Me
Garam muttered, releasing a dark and triumphant laugh.
But Lucian was already moving again against him, not minding his words. He sprinted toward Garam, blade flashing in the storm light. The shadow-beast turned to block him, but this time Lucian didn’t aim for it. He feinted left, then threw a dagger from his belt, aiming straight for Garam’s throat.
Garam raised a hand, fingers glowing, and the dagger froze midair, hovering inches from his flesh. With a flick of his wrist, it spun and shot back toward Lucian like an arrow.