HANA CROUCHED LOWER on the warehouse rooftop, careful to avoid the gaping holes and the puddled water, her heart tripping as howls ripped through the night. She pressed against the low wall at the edge of the roof, but not too hard since she didn't trust anything to stay intact in this neglected block of warehouses, then she slid up to peek over the edge and watch the scene below unfold. Her eyes narrowed and her cheeks flushed as the female who'd tumbled out of the warehouse spun around to face the encircling werewolves.
Mina.
Hana frowned. Mina was a vampire. When, how, why. None of it mattered...her sister-in-law brought darkness down on the family. She knew in her bones Mina was involved somehow in Dale's death...why else would he be targeted. Hana's throat closed, cutting off the so
