The celebration was over.
Alex stood on the ridge overlooking the safe house, staring at the mountains. The war against Adrian Vance was over. The Shadow Council was destroyed. Moros was contained.
But something was wrong.
He could feel it. A presence. A power. Something that had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Sebastian appeared beside him. "You've been up here for hours. What's wrong?"
Alex didn't look at him. "I can feel it. Something's coming. Something worse than anything we've faced before."
Sebastian was silent for a long moment. Then he said, "I've been feeling it too. Like there's a storm on the horizon."
Alex finally turned to face him. "What do you think it is?"
"I don't know. But I think it's connected to Moros. To the Primordial Dark
