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He yelled back. Nikolas crossed his arms over his chest. “Ghost didn’t CHOOSE to do business with but ASSUMED him after his father died. If you are going to insist on arguing, at least have your facts straight.” I heard Bohdi laugh behind me. Stefanos looked small next to the tall, broad frame of the Bratva leader. Before he could react, I jolted forward and wrapped my hand around his throat. His men were apprehended before they could react to what I was doing to their leader.

He moves like a weapon; every part of his body is used to strike, block, and deliver savage attacks. Liam is something else entirely. He’s in his hybrid form, his body towering over everyone else by at least three heads. Every swing of his arm sends bodies flying. He releases an eerie cackle that sounds somewhere between a hyena's call and a smoky laugh. The Nightbane, Ryland, Eastgrove, and Bayridge packs— packs that barely tolerate each other in our everyday lives—are fighting side by side. At least we know who we can trust, my wolf says.

The bright light that outlined her tall frame had grown dim, a sign that she was slowly departing from the living. Nahamani knelt close to her friend's body and softly grabbed her frail hands. Beth released a small smile from her lips in gratitude and then sighed in defeat. Just like her companion had done earlier, she took in her surroundings and saw nothing good coming out of the battle they had fought so hard for. "I suppose this is it". She said weakly. Nahamani squeezed her hands and shook her head. "No. I spoke to the most high and he has promised to help us defeat Lucifer. All will be well Beth and you will live". Beth's eyes widened at her confession. She almost sat up to look at Nah

“Yes, but I believed that if the circumstances had changed then maybe the idea would appeal to you more.” “Well you think wrong, now are we talking or fighting?” Suddenly I am surrounded by light, and I see the figure of Aidan standing in front of me with a sword in his hand. “You chose the wrong side my dear Natalie and now you will have to pay with your life.” That’s when he charges.

Maybe. A smile crept up my lips, uninvited. I could still hear his arrogant voice declaring himself nature’s gift to wolves. “What’s so funny?” Grandma Jade snapped. “The stars too fanny for you?” “Tch.” I turned to her, voice sharper than I meant. “Will you tell us anything about the graves being emptied?” “Bodies disappearing?” she echoed, tone shifting as she gently patted a young wolf’s head. “There’s been an uprising issue in Nightbane and the neighboring towns,” Antony explained. “Graves dug up. Mostly human corpses taken.”

I catch her and squeeze. “Not your fault,” I tell her. “Not even a little bit.” “I know,” she whispers, and means she’ll know it tomorrow. I nod. That’s enough for tonight. Nicholas angles himself so her shoulder can brush his. The gold in his eyes dims from a blade to a bar, still strong enough to hold. A smear on the stairwell curve below is the only memorial Bane’s getting from me. Physics is my new favorite priest. “Alpha,” Neptune murmurs from the far end, chin up. “Perimeter’s clean. Trucks are dark two clicks out. We ghost the treeline home.”

Thick, dark blood oozes out and the demon brings his hand up to try and stop the bleeding. Binx shadows around the demon, knocking it to the ground. Lucas jumps on top and drives the dagger deep into its chest. The demon, still able to use its powers, telekinetically throws Lucas and pulls the dagger from its chest. He raises it up to bring it down on Binx.

He leaned forward, elbows on knees. Something scratched at his heel. He frowned and reached under the cot. There, tucked deep into a crack between floorboards, was a torn piece of parchment, curled at the edges. He pulled it free. The writing was faint, burned on one side. It read: "X. of Nightborn Blood—your claim must never be known. If the Council suspects"— The rest was gone and blackened to ash. Xavier's blood ran cold. "Nightborn...?" He said the name aloud.