Elaine looked doubtful. “There is no such thing as a Shade. The dead are dead. We honor their spirits to appease our own suffering. Bryce is delusional.” Andrea put her hands on her hips.
“Don’t tell me a werewolf doesn’t believe in ghosts.” Elaine turned away from Andrea and back to Josh. The traces of gray hair on her temples seemed more prominent than Josh remembered, and the shadows around her eyes were even darker.
“Tomorrow, I will have to do what I promised myself I would never do. I will have to shed the blood of my blood. If I am lucky, neither of us will survive. It may be the only way to appease the Amazons.”
The inevitability in her words scared Josh. He felt helpless as her stare focused on him with an intensity that made him shift on his feet and look away.
“I release you
