Emerging on the rooftop, Titus realized he'd failed Adara.
Again.
There she was, in the clutches of a true monster. But at least there was still a chance.
We are three against the one. Four, if Adara weren't gravely injured.
They fanned out. Titus to the left. Logan, keeping his wolf shape, to the right.
The male from her past, drew Mammon's attention along with Adara's.
No mistaking the shock in her eyes, the movement of her lips as she mouthed his name.
She remembers him. But Titus didn't feel jealousy at the man she'd once called fianc. How could he with the pain and betrayal on her face?
"What have you done, Mammon?" growled Desmond.
"More like what haven't I done, brother." The other man, who looked less human by the minute, grinned while smoke curled from his nose.
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