"Just drop it, Deke," Kane growls, walking over to the slumbering lycan still collapsed on the ground.
I jerk my head away when Kane reaches down to grab the beast's head, wrapping his hands in a motion that foretells what's to come.
I hear the crack, and I gag, trying my best not to lose everything in my stomach. Bones crunch more, and I do lose it, dropping to my knees as I heave.
A chill washes over me, and I jerk my head up to see shadows materializing all around us, making me gasp and scramble backwards.
"Step away, night stalker," one man says, shattering the stealthy approach.
Kane does as he's told, and he starts toward me.
"I didn't say move!" the man barks, finally becoming visible.
"Don't say a word," Gage whispers to me as he comes to stand directly behind me. "Don't even breathe loudly."
What the hell is going on?
Several vehicles with bright lights come to join us, and I look around, growing all the more confused. Glowing orange eyes, glowing blue eyes, and several other entities join us. Then I see the marks. The tattoos that creep out at different places. They're all council members.
Why are they here?
"He attacked us," Kane says, not showing them an ounce of fear.
I start to go to him, but Gage grabs my arm, making me stay put as the members of the various councils go to view the dead body of the beastly lycan.
"I'm sure he did, but that's not why we're here. It has come to our attention that you've knowingly been harboring a fugitive lycan who never registered herself. The spawn of this one, no doubt.
No. No. No.
Kane's jaw tenses, and Chaz materializes with Amy in tow, making me almost crunch my teeth in two.
"I've got her right here," Chaz says, carrying her sheet-wrapped body toward them.
"You betraying bas—"
Gage clamps his hand over my mouth, holding me steady and muffling the rest of my words. I struggle, but it's in vain. I almost wish there was a red moon out right now.
"How many of them knew?" A woman in white asks as she materializes to join us.
I've seen her before. She's on the light council.
"As far as I can tell, just the coven was aware—the three night stalkers and the other lycan. Alyssa Coldwell was unaware. Gage is Somage. He would have reported it himself if he had known."
Gage presses his hand harder against my mouth as I beg to tell the truth. Kane tenses, but he doesn't waver or cower.
"And the incubus?" she asks, glancing over to Dice who is concreted to his spot.
"Unaware. He's as new to the group as the rest. The coven kept this very secretive for obvious reasons."
"Very well. You did good. Now, get them out of here while we take care of this."
Chaz walks toward me. That's very dangerous to do right now.
My power starts stirring. I can't let them take Kane. I won't.
Just as they walk toward him, my eyes catch the blurring of everything around me, and the arms around my waist grip tighter as we barrel through the different planes. When we materialize in a field, I release a shot of power, but Gage dodges it, shaking his head.
Chaz appears with Dice, and I lash out, throwing orb after orb, inviting the dark high to come in. But it never does. The one time I want it, it leaves me abandoned.