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Chapter Twenty-eight

“The wendigo,” Lucas starts. “It came out of Hell.”

“It makes sense. You said it yourself, they’re thought to be extinct, and even if they aren’t, none were ever spotted around here.” My chest tightens even more, and I have to tell myself to pull it together. It’s not just demons flocking to the energy leaking out of the Ley line. Demons long since vanquished and banished are coming back, crawling their way out of the depths of Hell. Like moths to a flame, all sorts of supernaturals are attracted to the Ley line.

Becoming assholes is the least of the people of Thorne Hill’s worries. They’re about to become the feast of a demonic army.

“How do we close it?” I ask Evander, but the only response I get is a blank stare.

“I haven’t the slightest clue,” he finally says. The banshee circles again, screaming so loud it echoes inside our heads, rattling the glass windows of the house.

“Get inside,” Lucas shouts over the screech of the banshee. He’s wincing in pain but is fighting through it. H
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