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“And just who should we be worried about?”
Kyla stepped into the room with Hannah. Hannah looked pleased. Serene, even. Kyla’s face was ashen.
“What’s wrong?”
“There’s something you should see.”
* * *
Nathaniel
It tookevery ounce of my self-control to leave Rees breathing. But the book was no longer riding me, which meant I could restrain myself from killing our prisoner before he gave us every detail he had.
I glanced at Hannah. The black witch looked like she’d shed ten years after sucking up all the misery in this place. My wolf was offended at the thought of allowing such a thing. He didn’t care for politics.
She met my eyes and instantly dropped her gaze.
“Watch the prisoner,” I ordered.
Rees glanced between us. He wasn’t stupid. Even if he couldn’t feel the black magic pouring from the witch, he knew she was dangerous.
“Wait,” he called as I turned and walked away. “Wait!”
Ignoring him, I followed Evie and Kyla to a panel in the wall, which was propped open.
“Creepy,” Evie said, taking in the wall, which led to some kind of secret room.
“Yeah,” Kyla said. “If I hadn’t smelled one of Lennox’s men back here, I would’ve walked right past it.”
That man was lying on the floor, his head located several feet from his body. Evie winced but continued walking into the hidden room.
“These are Rees’s secret blackmail folders.” Kyla waved a hand at a stack of files on the metal desk.
That hand shook, and Evie reached out and squeezed her shoulder.
“Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it,” she said.
“You don’t understand. This is bad.”
Leaning over the desk, I picked up the folder she’d clearly dropped before she found us.
I scanned the file on top and clenched my jaw. I’d been around for a while. I’d seen the worst of what humans—and every other paranormal faction—could do to one another. I’d seen war and power plays and betrayals.
But I’d never expected this.
“Share with the class.” Evie’s voice was tight.
I sent her an apologetic look. “If these files are correct—and not the ramblings of a madman…”
I considered that option, but the files had been handwritten, and it was clear that multiple people had worked on them.
Kyla shifted on her feet, as impatient as ever. “Okay, so you know how the McCormick coven woke the demigod in Guatemala, and the power influx opened portals to our world?”
“Of course.”
“The way the mages tell the story, Colin Smith happened to be volunteering in Guatemala. He was close enough that when the portals opened, that power hit him. For whatever reason, it didn’t kill him. The demigod went back to sleep, and Colin began his task of saving humanity from the evil paranormals.”
“Yep.”
