Evie woke to the sound of explosions. The cell door hung off its hinges, twisted metal smoking. Someone was lifting her, carrying her.
"I have her!" Jayden's voice. "She is alive but barely. The silver poisoning is bad."
"Get her out!" Gideon's voice, raw with desperation. "I am right behind you!"
Evie tried to speak but no sound came out. Everything hurt. The world spun sickeningly.
More explosions above. Screaming. Gunfire. The smell of smoke and blood.
"Stay with us, Luna," Jayden said, his voice unsteady. "Just a little longer."
They emerged into chaos. The Silver Dawn facility was under full assault by werewolves. Dozens of them, tearing through hunters with savage efficiency.
Evie saw David trying to escape. Saw Gideon intercept him in wolf form. The black wolf was beyond rage
