“Your obsession is done,” somebody rumbled. “He dies along with the Wraith. We’ll take the Immortal for our own purposes. Only the necromancer need be left unharmed.”
“You don’t—”
“Fail to fall in line and you are done,” that same rumbling voice uttered. I tracked it to one of the Light Fae. A lean, toned guy wearing a silver cape and carrying one of those magician-like staffs with a glowing peach orb at the head of it.
“There is more to him than you know,” Victor persisted, trying to roll onto his side, and barely even managing it.
Hold up.
He hadn’t told them.
During that battle with thePuritasshithead, Lucas, he hadn’t known which Ancient had fathered me, a born hybrid with Ancient vampire blood running through his veins. Victor was a high-ranking member like Lucas. So… he’d kept it a secret? He’d kept my dad out of it?
Why?
Our gazes clashed and he winked at me.Urgh.
Then he finally pushed to his feet and seethed at that Light Fae boss man voice, “Then I’m done with you. Mark this as your biggest mistake. Losing an ally like me is one thing, but to make an enemy out of me is quite another.”
“You are one. We are many.”
Victor sneered. And then he staggered into a position that blocked the Light Fae contingent from me. “The born hybrid is mine. You try to eliminate him and I will rain down hell.”
What the—
“Retreat. Now, my son.”
I jolted at that voice in my head.
How was he doing this?
How did I respond?
“Lazriel. This battle before you is worthless. There will be no positive outcome. Their Dark Fae contingent is near. They will aim to take control of Cassius. You will all fall. Live to fight another day. Trust in me, my son.”
The voice faded away and I scanned the area with my senses as well as my sight.
He was nowhere near.
How was he—
In the next second, half the vampire contingent blurred behind the magic-wielders who’d arrived first and snapped their necks, rapid-fire, murdering them all in moments.
Holy fuck.Had my dad… planted them withinPuritasranks?
Fuck, of course he had.
The wolves arrived.
The Light Fae reacted.
And then I felt the Dark Fae that my dad had just mind-linked me to warn me about just moments from bursting onto the scene too.
“Cassius! Now!” I called out.
He swung his head to me, getting the message.
He thrust his hands at what was left of Sylas’ house, protecting it with an insane ward even mightier than the one before. So mighty that I choked at the power and a few of the Light Fae staggered back.
