“The Great Luna created the werewolves because man had turned on himself. Families were divided, countries were crumbling beneath the weight of war, and humanity did not seem all that humane. Yet, the last few enemies I have faced have not been human. The current enemy I face is not human. What does that say about us?” ~Vasile
Vasile, for the first time in a very long time, felt as if the rug had been pulled out from under him and then shoved over his face to suffocate him. Alston. Of all those he knew in the supernatural world, he would not have picked Alston as a traitor. Pompous ass? Yes. Traitor? No. Perhaps, Vasile’s instincts were growing rusty after two centuries of life.
“Okay, forgive me for not knowing everything,” Jen said as she pushed on Decebel’s arm. “But what the crap is
