Ruxs was certain that it was not Alessandra the Conqueror. The witch approaching had no smell, but Ruxs could see that he was old, strong, and brave.
He’d come to them boldly, not like a thief in the night. With no one but himself and one impressive-ass shield. Which meant he was around the same age, or older than Bell.
Ruxs was on edge. He didn’t know if the lone figure in front of them was a trick, or were they about to be ambushed from behind? Had Alessandra found another army to support her cause? Flashbacks of his mate being captured and tortured assailed him. When the Witch was about twenty feet away Ren told him that was far enough and Ruxs was glad he hadn’t had to say it, first.
“I would like to introduce myself.”
“Drop the shield,” Takashi ordered, stepping in front o
