Chapter 11: The Blood Oath
The door did not just open. It disintegrated.
Wood and metal exploded inward as if hit by a battering ram. Dust and debris filled the air mixing with the deadly white mist of the wolfsbane gas.
Kaelen stood in the ruins of the doorway.
He was not human in that moment. He was a creature of pure nightmare. His clothes were soaked from the rain outside. His hair was plastered to his forehead. His eyes were two burning suns of golden rage.
He saw me on the floor. He saw the boot on my hand. He saw the needle inches from my neck.
A sound tore from his throat that shook the glass walls of the penthouse.
The assassin turned. He tried to raise the syringe as a weapon.
He was too slow.
Kaelen crossed the room in a blur of motion. He didn't shift into his wolf for
