Derry’s POV.
“Derry stop!” Mickey’s scream hits my ears as he orbs into the room and I grin, lowering my hand from Holly’s neck.
“You’re welcome,” I say, holding up the metal spoon I’d held to Holly’s neck.
“f**k Derry! A f*****g spoon?” He says with heavy breaths as he clutches his chest. I point to the dagger that’s on the tray that I’d swapped with the spoon.
“Do you feel like you’ve embraced your powers now?” I raise my eyebrows at him.
“Yes, but f**k, did you really have to go to that extreme? I’m about to have a heart attack here,” he heaves and stumbles towards us. He places a hand on Stone and Holly, the contact seeming to soothe him.
“Find me his wolf, Mickey,” I say moving to the doorway, looking back over my shoulder. I release the three wolves from my spell before
