“No.”
The word ripped from Midnight’s throat instantly.
The kneeling Shadow Eaters didn’t move.
Didn’t blink.
They simply waited.
For her.
Kael stepped fully in front of Midnight, broad shoulders tense as blood dripped slowly from the claws still extended from his hands.
The sight should have terrified her.
Instead, her wolf calmed instantly at his presence.
The demon did not.
The demon watched the kneeling creatures with dark fascination.
Command them.
The whisper slithered through her mind softly.
Midnight clenched her fists hard enough for claws to threaten beneath her skin.
“No,” she whispered again.
The Hollow King laughed beneath the mountain.
The sound shook dust from the ceiling.
“You deny your nature while standing in the center of it.”
Kael’s silver eyes flashed
