Chapter 8
They were outnumbered. Layne knew that the moment The Fallen blocked every exit in the room and surrounded them. It wasn’t just the impending battle that made his chest tighten. It was knowing Dylan was responsible for these monsters being here.
“f**k,” he mumbled to himself.
He should have stuck with his instincts and insisted Dylan meet them somewhere closer to home. Had they been closer, they could have called for backup. Now, it was impossible, and without Mick around to transport more soldiers, they may not make it out of this situation alive.
Layne knew he’d f****d up yet again.
As his tattoos glowed and flashed in a faster tempo, he prepared himself for an attack. Captain Laveaux joined his side. “My king, do not fear,” the captain told him. “You could take on many of
