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The next voice was lower, almost seductive in its manner of speaking. Briar, the vampire representative. Vampires… They sure do live up to their reputation. I hadn’t noticed when we spoke in person during the meeting, but his voice had an accent. Hearing it through the letter, he sounded European—French or Italian, maybe?
“Because we don’t have many covens located in the United States, I can only suggest that you speak with those closest to you. I do not maintain contact with covens outside of Europe, but I believe there is one located in New York City. Perhaps you should try the Black Hole.”
Ember snorted, mumbling something I couldn’t understand about Raul.
The High Council member I was most curious about hearing from was the only member who’d yet to speak. I was curious if he’d live up to his promise of an alliance. Though we didn’t convince Thanat to kill his legion of demons, he seemed pleased with the sleeping potions.
Fortunately, Amon’s voice spoke next. “Though I can’t speak for all legions in the demon realm, you have my support wherever I can give it. But do understand that my alliance is not to be taken lightly. If I need something in return, I expect you to deliver. I will review my assets and see where I can contribute. You can expect to be transported in exactly one week, regardless of your location or activity at that time.” With a sly, mischievous tone, he added, “See you then.”
And with that, the letter burst into flames, sizzling to nothing but ashes. We all stared at one another, absolutely speechless. What the hell just happened?
“Well, that’s better than nothing, I guess,” Griffin said with a question.
Trying to wrap my head around everything I’d just heard, I repeated what I was thinking aloud, trying to sort through it piece by piece. “So, let me get this straight. Amon is living up to his word and will help us. We have no idea what that help entails—especially if he puts his demons to sleep.”
Emily nodded, working through it with me. “Okay, so that’s good. Right?”
“Alpha Leonidas will tell the other packs but won’t really do much of anything. We might as well say we can’t count on him,” I said.
“And that’s bad,” Emily said, tallying the score that stood even at the moment.
“Briar isn’t much help either, and pretty much told us to figure it out on our own,” I said, adding, “And that’s bad.”
“But Juniper is going to rally the witches,” Emily countered, holding up two fingers in one hand and two in the other. “Even if she can’t force them, she can still convince them to join us, and that’s good. That evens the score.”
“Which means that the deciding factor of whether this is good or bad falls on the fae queen. And she didn’t really answer,” Griffin said, pointing out precisely what I’d been thinking.
Good or bad, it didn’t matter. We would fight Samara regardless of the High Council’s support. Whether it’s five of us or five hundred going to battle, we were in this war, and we refused to back down.
Silas placed a hand on my shoulder and looked me deep in the eyes. “I can tell you one thing, young pup. You have the support of the Ash Hounds. We’re in this together.”
I grabbed his hand with mine, giving him a smile and a small nod. “Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me—to us,” I said, gesturing around the group, who all nodded in response.
In that moment, I felt so much appreciation for my friends. Gratitude filled my heart. I was so lucky to have these people in my life—these wonderful, ride-or-die, stay with me to the end, friends and loved ones.
No matter what happened with Samara, we had each other, and that meant more to me than anything the High Council could offer.
