The wolves circled like predators.
Lena stood frozen at the center of the clearing, her pendant blazing against her chest, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears. Kael remained on his knees a few yards away, held down by wolves she'd once thought of as family. His golden eyes burned with helpless fury.
"Marcus," Lena said, forcing calm into her voice. "Whatever you think you're doing, this won't end well for you."
The vampire smiled—that cold, triumphant smile that made her want to rip his throat out. "Oh, I think it will. You see, I'm not alone in this. I never was."
From the shadows beyond the clearing, a figure emerged.
Lilith.
She was even more beautiful up close—flawless pale skin, dark hair that seemed to drink the light, eyes the color of blood that had never
