Mondel's POV
The sound of approaching footsteps gave me pause as I turned to find the witch and what looked to be Dimitri standing beside her, shrouded in black and purple mist. His eyes were as black as night and his skin was gray and pulled tight around his lips and eyes. Dark, pulsing veins ran from along his neck, down the length of his arms.
"He has done well. The phoenix has been grounded, so none of the hellhounds have any extra energy source. They will either have to take him back to their pack for a healer to purge his system or Dimitri did a good enough job to snuff out his flames for good."
I took a step towards Dimitri and his head snapped to look directly at me. I watched as his head tilted to the side and a sneer pulled at his lips just before he lunged towards me. I read
