Devon’s POV
“Have you ever tried to hold back a storm? That’s what it felt like. My bones were thunder, my heart the lightning.”
We waited a full day. Every torturous second felt like a deep stab to my already broken heart.
They said we had to. Fara said it first, cold and calculated. She wasn’t wrong. A counterattack. A fallback plan. In case.
Franco agreed.
I didn’t.
I didn’t care for plans or fallbacks. I wanted to rip through those goddamn hunter dens and bring Jimmie home. I wanted blood on my claws and his name echoing in my throat. But I waited.
We all did.
And now..
Now, the eight of us stood on the cold shores of Astria, far from any hint of civilisation. We were ghosts moving through rock and woods, drawn to a place that should never have existed. A warehouse. No, not a
