Vance'

es. But through the haze of pain, a primal instinct took over. I was

forward. I clamped my teeth down on the forearm of the han

te of his blood

ck, releasing me. But his shock quickly turned to renewed

rgiving ground, the back of my head cracking against a stone in the drivew

ked, rushing to his side, cradling his

ing to finish what he started. Leo tried to block his path again, bu

y on the ground, helpless, my vision tunneling. I saw h

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power that slammed into everyone present. It was accompanied by a wave of p

's Co

trollably as if bound by invisible chains. Every werewolf present, from L

g gaze toward the s

dercloud, his stormy eyes promising a hurricane of retribution. Behind him, a full squad of

arting the crowd like a ship through water. He didn'

my mangled arm and the blood trickling from my lip. Then his ey

erously quiet, "in the presence of my emissary,

king, a judge, and he was focused only on the crime he had witne

e a death sentence. "You are under arrest. Fo

and had faded, but he was still locked in place by fe

throw," Alaric cut him off, his

glint of silver in the metal, designed to suppress a werewolf's strength. He didn't

," Seraphina started

k so cold it froze th

dow over my broken form. His scent, that clean, powerful smell of a s

ntly brushing my forehead. His

e commanded Leo. "The best care