n's packs using guns and silver blades

a's hand yanked on my arm, but I couldn't look away from the pandemonium unfolding.Gunshots and blades hitting one another drowned out the screaming and crie

ly. He fought in pants, with nothing else covering his flesh to prevent damage. I drank in the sight of him, watchin

escaped my lungs as t

ught to see again. His scent floated to me, washing away the copper of the blood, replaced by soothing sage and bergamot. "Saint," I whispered breathlessly. The look in his eyes turned murderous, eve

stroying you and everything you love," he'd whispered, sile

d, watching as more faces from my past became visible. Saint hadn't returned alone. He'd brought his pack of misfits with him, and the scent of these alphas inside the yard was smothering. Tora still held my arm, even as both of

not only spotted hunters, but I'd also seen demons and a variety of wolves forming a make-shift pack. Saint hadn't come back to be accepted. No, he'd returned to do what

will follow me, and his men will follow him because he's their leader. You must get the

ed, but the ax slammed into the do

now," I ordered, starting toward a

ntertaining the children. I exhaled past my fear as the axe continued tearing into the thick woo

rop building, and I rushed toward it. I didn't think I would escape Saint and his men, not when I knew how they tracked and th

rs, sending a wave of unease into my belly. "She always enjoyed when you chased t

beat was erratic, and the scent of my fear was smothering to my senses. I projected it, allowing them

ot of promise for the sexy little bitch she'd become. Come on, Princess. We want to play

cock, but then little Miss Prim wouldn't ever give up the goods. Would you, Brae?" I almost snorted, listening while they moved through the library's large, elaborate layout as one unit. It was how they