Eryx
*Six hours earlier*
Eryx Thorne sat in the safe house watching the sunrise through reinforced windows, feeling the supernatural world shifting around him like tectonic plates preparing for an earthquake. For eighteen years, he’d perfected the art of invisibility—staying hidden, keeping his family safe, existing in the spaces between supernatural societies. But the tremors he’d been sensing for the past week told him that invisibility was no longer an option.
His hybrid nature made him sensitive to changes in supernatural energy, and what he’d been feeling since Ravyn’s rescue from Valerius’s facility was unprecedented. The fabric of magic itself was evolving, adapting, preparing for something that had never existed before.
The babies. Six hybrid children whose developing conscious
