The flight back from Tokyo felt like years. Tamara kept throwing up blood. The silver marks had spread to her cheeks now, glowing like sick stars. Derek held a cold cloth to her forehead while Lilith tried spell after spell to slow down what the seal was doing to her.
Nothing worked.
"The seal from the temple is fighting her body," Lilith said quietly to Kai. "Or changing it too fast. I don't know which."
When they landed in Colorado, three cars were waiting. Pack members, but their faces were all wrong. Too sad. Too scared.
"How bad?" Kai asked.
"Martha's dead," the driver said. His voice cracked. "Six others too. Marcus might not make it."
Kai felt his legs go weak. Martha. The old woman who trained every young wolf in control. Who taught them how to not hurt humans during their fi
