“You’re right,” I said. I needed to get my mind off this. I nodded back toward the cave. “I’m going to check on Leif. He woke up, but wasn’t feeling great. Eli was working on him when I left.”“You do that. I’ll see how Mika’s doing. I think he’s more upset than Zoe is right now.”Back inside, I found Leif sitting. He looked strained and upset, though not as bad as when I’d left him.“How’s it going?” I asked him.“Not good,” Leif said through gritted teeth. J.D. sat beside him, rubbing his back. “My head’s fucked up. Elianna—er, Eli—is helping, but it’s not enough.”“I’m trying not to put him to sleep,” Eli explained as she waved her hands over him. “I’d like him to be aware and able to help if there’s trouble.” She shook her head bitterly. “Whatever that fucking scientist did to make him feral is something I’ve never encountered before.”“How the hell did you end up on Bloodstone, anyway?” I blurted to her. It had always been too busy for me to ask questions, and Crew’s second-in-co
Forgoing quiet for efficiency, Crew cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, “We go! I broke you guys into groups earlier, so fall into your platoons now. Wyatt and Kira will command group one, I’ll take group two, and Eli and Mika will lead group three. This is it, people. It’s time.”Nervous and terrified murmurs ran through the crowd. Leif, who’d been standing off to the side with J.D. and Eli, flinched at the sound. I gasped as his face crumpled and his eyes became wild.“J.D.!” I shouted. “Get away from him.”The group went silent and turned in time to see Leif shift. He fell to all fours, snarling. J.D. stepped backward, falling over on his ass. Eli, seeing that J.D. was helpless, stepped between him and the now fully feral Leif.Leif lunged at her and snapped his teeth. Eli jerked back, just barely dodging Leif’s teeth. The group of survivors shouted and called out for help. The noise sent Leif into more of a frenzy. Thankfully, instead of jumping into the group, he turned
“Go!” Eli shouted as the two groups fell into a skirmish in the distance.Mika and Eli led their team out, rushing the creatures from the back. Kira and I moved our own team up, waiting. From the bowels of the lab, a group of vampires erupted. They were not the decrepit half-starved things we’d been fighting in the jungle. No, these were lucid, well-fed, and well-prepared creatures of the night. They intercepted Mika and Eli before they could join Crew.“Crap,” I hissed. “Move. Everyone, let’s go.”Not waiting for an answer, I sprinted out, rushing toward the fight that was rapidly devolving into chaos. The sound of my team following gave me a small sense of relief, which was dashed when five feral shifters loped out of the entrance to join the fray. Three wolves, a bear, and a panther.The feral bear shifter slammed into Mika’s group, one massive paw lashing out. It got one of the male wiccans in the throat. Blood spurted from the wiccan’s neck as the bear shifter tossed him away, an
“I’ll go,” I said, not hesitating. “We’ll take a small team. Splitting up may divide Simon’s forces and give us an advantage.”Crew nodded. “There must be a doorway out to the landing pad down this hallway. Hurry, that barricade spell won’t last long.”I’d not realized how tired and beaten-down the group was. All around me, heads hung, lungs heaved, cuts bled. They were exhausted, and from the looks of it, we’d lost a few people since the start of the fighting.“Any volunteers?” I asked.“I’m going,” Kira said, then jabbed a finger into my chest. “Don’t even try to stop me.”“Me too,” Abel said, wiping sweat off his forehead. “I owe this fucker some payback.”“I’ll go with you,” J.D. added.Two more Haveners volunteered. The rest would follow Crew deeper into the lab to find Simon and take him down once and for all.“On my six,” I said, heading farther down the hallway.My small team followed, Crew led the rest of our people to a T junction and departed in the opposite direction. Sure
Crew gave a thumbs-up, but his team of survivors were already deep in the fight. The circular chamber at the center of the volcano erupted in the sounds of battle. Screams, howls, the crackle of magic, the agonized yells of the injured and dying—I’d never encountered anything like this. Even the battles in the halls leading here hadn’t been this chaotic. Simon had every member of his team here, trying their best to kill us.Simon was aiming a spell directly at Abel, who was fending off a vampire trying to attack Chelsey. In the fray, I had a single moment to see the wicked grin on Simon’s face as he cast his spell. It slammed into Abel, and the alpha’s face went slack. He turned and grabbed Chelsey, trying to choke her.What the fuck was going on?Crew saw Chelsey was in trouble and broke away from the main battle. I tried to join, but I was bogged down with a feral bear. Abel growled and snarled. Chelsey screamed, desperately trying to fight him off. Zoe sent a spell into the bear I
Lucina moved her shadows like a conductor commanding an orchestra, her long, delicate fingers dancing through the air, sending shadow snakes to decapitate vampires and booming shadow waves to crush one of the two remaining helicopters. Then, she turned her eyes on Simon.He must have realized he’d overstepped and was in trouble, because he cast a spell on himself a moment before Lucina’s shadows caught him. The few vampires and ferals that remained alive toppled over as though every ounce of life had been sucked out of them. A faint, shimmery light flashed from their bodies back to Simon as they fell. A moment later, the fucker vanished, escaping death by less than a second.Around us, his forces lay dead at our feet. Glancing back, I saw Crew, obviously exhausted by the fight, being helped to his feet by Chelsey and Eli.Lucina pulled her shadows back to shroud her in darkness once again, then stepped forward, staring down at the spot where Simon had been a moment before.“Pity. I wa
But if Lucina was telling the truth, it sounded like his imprisonment in her shadow prison would last longer than anything we could possibly do to him.“Fine,” Wyatt finally said. “If Kira agrees, then…ugh, fuck, I guess we’ll spare him.”I nodded. It was for the best. “We will. Unless he gives us no other choice.”Lucina bowed her head. “Understood. I will not ask you to sacrifice your lives to bring him to me.” A wall of flame sprang out of a doorway to our right, and everyone but Lucina flinched. “This place is not as safe as it once was. You’ll be fine here for a while, but I suggest departing as soon as you are able.”Without another word, she burst into a cloud of bats and fluttered out through the top of the volcano.J.D. was slumped on the ground, clutching his wound. His healing was slow-going, and the sheen of sweat on his face told me he was still in immense pain. All around, I noticed more and more people who’d been hurt in the fight. Several weren’t shifters, so they woul
“Wyatt, now is not the time to play the tragic hero. Maybe we…Wyatt? Are you okay?”His brow had furrowed, jaw clenched, and he leaned out over the railing, squinting at the ocean. I focused on the horizon and spotted a small, black speck.“What is that?” I asked.Wyatt squinted some more. After a moment, his face went slack. “Son of a bitch. It’s another helicopter. A fucking big one.” Horror and defeat marred his handsome face as he looked at me. “Simon. He must have sent another one when he got to wherever he teleported to.”“Oh my gods,” I whispered. “We can’t fight off more of them. Not unless Lucina comes back.”We took the stairs two and three at a time, rushing to get back down. By the time we reached the floor, the faint sound of rotors were audible.“What’s wrong?” Eli asked when she saw our worried faces.Wyatt pointed up at the opening above us. “Helicopter inbound.”Her face fell. “Are you serious?”“Unfortunately,” I said.The look of hopeless despair was only on her fac
Who knew what the future held? Maybe things would look even more different in a few years. After all, look how much had changed in a few short months.I walked down to get a better view of everyone. So many familiar faces. Chelsey and Crew, of course. Mika, with Zoe snuggled right up against him. J.D. and Leif, holding hands. Leif’s body, face, and attitude were stronger and healthier than during our final days on Bloodstone Island. It had taken weeks of intensive work with spell casters, healers, and psychologists, but he’d fully recovered. No longer feral, he’d begun working with J.D. to form a nonprofit company to help shifters who were in danger of going feral or who had recently slipped over. He wanted to give everyone the same help he’d been given.Abel had come with his new girlfriend, the woman he’d always thought should have been his fated mate. My brother Kolton stood beside Eli, their hands clasped together. Eli was even more beautiful than before. After we’d revealed all t
I needed to speak to Kira alone. Now that everything was wrapping up, I had to see how she was doing. Taking her hand, I led her back down the hallway to a private alcove. I kissed her, my lips lingering on hers for longer than necessary. All the stress of the last few days—hell, the last few weeks—finally felt like it was easing. Now we would have time to think and recover.“How are you?” I asked. “After what Simon did to you in there?”Watching her turn into a mindless animal had frightened me even more than when she’d attacked me. Seeing those soulless eyes glaring down at me while she snapped and growled had damn near broken my heart.Kira took a steadying breath and nodded. “For a minute or two there, I really thought I might kill you. I had no control. The idea of killing my own fated mate was horrifying. I don’t think I’ve ever been that terrified in my life. But it’s over.” That beautiful smile returned to her face. “Whatever Lucina did broke that spell. I don’t think I’ll eve
The elevator trip was spent in silence, each of us basking in the other’s happiness and relief. Kira’s emotions bounced through my mind, and I was ecstatic that we hadn’t lost this deep, binding connection.At the ground floor, the doors slid open and we were met with two voices, one mewling and begging, the other pissed.“Told your ass not to run, didn’t I? And my name is fucking August, not Autumn!”What the hell was going on?“Please, you must let me go, you must. I have fans. Oh, gods, it hurts. What do you want? Money? I can get you girls. Boys, if that’s your speed? Whatever you want!”Von?I turned to look at Kira, and her eyes were as shocked as mine. We sprinted from the elevator and around the corner. Von was pinned to the wall with the broken leg of a chair. The makeshift stake pierced him in the shoulder rather than the heart. August stood before him, using a hand to hold the vampire’s head up. Seeing us coming down the hall, he let Von go, letting the host dangle six inch
Movement caught my eye, and I glanced at our friends. August was talking hurriedly to Crew, who nodded and took over control of the camera. August then rushed over to take a seat at the table while Crew zoomed the camera in close to August’s face.“Good afternoon, world. I hope you enjoyed the latest episode of the new show, What the Fuck? I’m your host, August Evander.“Now that I have a captive audience, I have some cats—er, dogs—to let out of the bag. I’m sure you’ll all enjoy this. We all love dirt. Let’s spill the tea, shall we?”August rambled off the information he’d dug up, starting with Crew’s parents. He proceeded to discuss the Tranquility Council’s corruption, the assassinations carried out by Tranquility operatives, pay-offs, embezzling, blackmailing, paid-off judges, murders, and more. Nearly every alpha and beta from the upper packs were named in some dirty dealing or another.At first, we stood transfixed by August’s rapid-fire delivery, but eventually, the board membe
Heline turned and registered the camera. A mix of emotions flashed across her face--confusion, understanding, shock, anger, fear, rage. Her face was even paler than before as she took in the truth. Millions had seen and listened to her admit to all she’d done.Behind me, Wyatt chuckled. “After all this, I can’t believe I’m happy to see a camera.”Heline’s eyes widened, and I thought she was going to unleash a tirade on us. But instead, she grinned and laughed along with Wyatt.“Yes, yes, yes, so funny,” she chuckled. “Of course I knew that camera was there. Do you really think the great Heline would let anything happen to her acolytes? I care deeply for them. I would never allow harm to come to them for something I allegedly did.”“Really?” I asked dryly.“I fully intended to make the fated mate pairings right again. I always did, my dear girl,” Heline added.The way she called me dear girl made my guts go watery and cold. The smile on her lips was no longer jovial. It looked like the
Stop! Please no, don’t hurt him. Gods, please stop, I screamed out at myself from deep in my mental prison, but through my internal screams, I watched as the jaws that had once belonged to me snapped and bit at Wyatt. He managed to hold me back, his hands under my jaw, but I was strong and he’d been caught unaware. I couldn’t even hear his thoughts or emotions now. All I could see was the terror in his eyes as my teeth drew nearer his neck.“Enough!” a shout erupted from behind me.Even in the manic feral state of my body, whatever controlled me turned to see the mousy woman standing. She lifted her arms and a flash of magic shot forward, surrounding me in a net of darkness, the strands of it digging painfully into me. With a jerk of her hand, I was hauled away from Wyatt, leaving him blessedly safe.Inside the strange magical net, Simon’s influence melted away, the weird connection between us shattering. Suddenly, I was free. Freer than I’d felt since that night all those years ago.
“I can’t die like this,” he gasped. “My fans. They’re watching. If I die on air, it will be appalling.”Ignoring Von’s pleas, Wyatt said, “Call for Heline, Von.”Von’s murmured begging ceased. “Excuse me?”“Of every person on this show, you’ve been around the longest. If anyone knows the moon goddess, it’s you. You see her at the end of every damned season. Call her. Tell her to get her ass down here. Now.”“But…but…but,” Von stammered. “My boy, I can’t simply call to a goddess—aah!” Von’s words cut off in a shriek as Wyatt dug the pencil in deeper.“Von,” Wyat said with a sad shake of his head, “I am not a fan of yours. Please don’t piss me off. I’ve staked enough vamps in my day to know exactly how scared you are of this pencil.”I couldn’t take my eyes off Von’s face. The sheer terror I saw there was both sad and cathartic. He’d put us through so much shit, had giggled, laughed, and applauded over it. Now he was getting a taste of the danger he loved—and it seemed he wasn’t a fan.
Every time I tried to open my mouth, nothing came out. I must have looked guilty beyond belief. Wyatt turned toward me and saw the look of horror in my eyes. The fingers of his mind drifted into mine, and an instant later, he spun in his chair, angry eyes leveling on Simon.“He’s doing something to her,” Wyatt snapped.Simon adjusted his glasses and laughed. “Me? I’m doing nothing. Perhaps Ms. Durst is simply speechless with guilt for her crimes. Have you thought about that, Mr. Rivers?”Veins bulged at my neck as I tried to force words from my mouth, but it was like a brick wall had been built between my voice box and my mouth. I stared down at the table, at the pad of paper and sharpened pencil I had before me, trying to make sense of what was happening. Around the room, the other guests and board members glared at me with dark, accusing eyes.A hand touched my leg. Firm yet gentle, gripping my thigh. The fingers cool even through my pants. Von’s assistant. Surprised, I glanced down
Chapter 25 Kira The hesitancy I felt as we walked toward the table nearly made me freeze in place, but I pushed forward. I would not let these assholes see me weak.Before each seat was a legal pad and pencil, as if they expected us to take notes or something. Wyatt took his seat, and I sat beside him, the mousy little assistant on my other side. The woman still hadn’t said a word, which didn’t surprise me. If I had to be around Von Thornton all day, I’d keep my mouth shut, too. The guy never seemed to stop talking. The poor woman had probably given up on speaking while at work.Simon’s eyes were still on me. Even without looking in his direction, I could feel them boring into me. In the deepest recesses of my mind, I could still catch small hints and whispers of his voice, calling to me. It was less like the connection Wyatt and I shared and more like a faint memory. Any hope I’d had that I’d imagi