Chapter 18
“Why is it that the pursuit of power clouds the sight of those pursuing it? They think it is in their grasp, and so they take their eyes off their enemy, and it’s that split-second that can change the direction of a fight. One second you’re winning, and the next your heads are spinning, and you’re left standing there thinking ‘What the hell just happened?’” ~Myanin
“Vasile and Alina are dead.”
Myanin watched as Ludcarab turned at the sound of the voice of a fae warrior who’d just flashed into the building. She, Ludcarab, Alston, Sincaro, and Cain had been waiting to hear back from the army they’d sent to the Romania pack stronghold and finally, only moments ago, the room had begun to fill with fae flashing in with vampires, wolves, and warlocks in tow.
Alston stood on Ludcar
