Rob wanted to argue against Cillian taking Maya, but he knew that Azrael would have access to magic far superior to any he could obtain. He wouldn’t condemn this human woman to death over this feud. He would, however, go with Cillian and take down Azrael if necessary.
Cillian had enough to sense to know Rob wanted his pack kept secret for a reason, so he didn’t contact Azrael until they were well away from the pack. Azrael showed up moments later, appearing from the ground as if rising from Hell itself. The smell of sulfur followed him, causing both wolves to wrinkle their noses in disgust. Azrael, however, ignored the wolves. He took Maya from Cillian, dismissing his protests with a glare.
“Maya,” Azrael said, his voice gentler than either man had ever heard it. He sighed inwardly. She
