“I need you all to hold him and the others off while I deal with Morgan,” I ordered in a hushed tone as I released the smoke barrier around us. Lochlan locked eyes with me. For a moment I thought he would argue, but instead he tipped his chin down in acknowledgement. He barked a soft command to the others and all but two pulled away to face the Bergresar, leaving me to address Morgan with my two bodyguards. The Bergresar unsheathed the Sword of Light and the nine members of the Hunt arced around him menacingly. What would have been a battle fought entirely with magic was instead a physical fight of nine against one. I would have thought our men had the clear advantage in numbers, but the Shadow Fae creature leapt and parried with dizzying speed, striking out at the men between moves so qui
