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He was black coated and emaciated, though that didn’t make him any less dangerous. He’d also been spelled. The threads of it shimmered closely around his body, its color a weird green that made my skin crawl even though I didn’t recognize the spell or compulsion that had been cast on him.
He wasn’t looking at me, though I had no doubt he would have been aware of my presence even before I’d broken into the room. He was too busy tearing into the flesh of the man who lay underneath him.
The screamer stood several feet away from the wolf, beating him across the back with a metal chair. That he wasn’t responding to the attack hardened the suspicion he was under a compulsion.
I couldn’t see Juli, but there was a big hole in the floor near the rear wall, and the air rising from it suggested it was either a sewer or stormwater drain.
I took a deep breath, then cast a net spell and flung it toward the wolf. It wouldn’t stop him consuming his victim, but it would at least stop him attacking the woman, me, or even running.
Though I doubted the compulsion would allow the latter.
My net hit the wolf and bounced away harmlessly.
I swore. The green glow of magic that had him enthralled was also protecting him. I’d have to do this the hard way.
“Lizzie?” Saska appeared, the light sphere bobbing above her head a pale yellow that not only pierced the gloom better than my light but appeared to push away the worst of the dust from her immediate vicinity. “What’s happened?”
“They’ve blasted up from a stormwater drain to snatch Julius, and there’s a fucking werewolf eating one of his guests,” I said. “I’ll deal with him but—”
“You can’t deal with a werewolf alone—”
“Are you armed?”
“No, but I can spell—”
“He’s warded against spells, and we haven’t got the time to fuck around. Besides, you need to get your people checking the sewer exits ASAP.”
“What about his guests? Any survived?”
“A woman.”
“Can you get her out?”
My gaze flicked to the woman. She hadn’t noticed me or the fact that she now had an escape route. Either she was too locked in horror, or too intent on trying to stop the wolf eating her companion. Either way, she was braver than many would have been.
“I’ll try,” I said. “Wait there.”
I took another wary step forward. The wolf growled without looking up, the sound a low rumble from somewhere deep in his chest. It was a warning to stop, and one I obeyed.
The woman lifted the chair, obviously intending to strike him again.
“Don’t,” I warned, softly but urgently. “Put the chair down and slowly but carefully back toward me.”
Her gaze snapped to mine. Her eyes were wide, her pupils dilated, and her breathing rapid and shallow—she was definitely in shock, and that really wasn’t surprising given what she was witnessing.
“I can’t—Harry—”
“I’ll look after Harry.” I raised my free hand and made a come-here motion. “But you need to leave first.”
She hesitated, then put down the chair and slowly backed away. The wolf’s gaze remained on me, and the rumble was getting louder. I raised the knife and sent just enough wild magic into the blade to make it glow a fierce white blue. Normal werewolves didn’t need a reminder of just how deadly silver could be, but this fellow wasn’t normal.
When the woman was close enough, she grabbed my hand, her grip fierce and her fear so sharp it was all I could smell.
“You’re okay. You’re safe from him now.” I guided her through the hole in the wall. “My colleague will take you upstairs.”
Saska took her from me and directed her light ball back into the gloom. Then she glanced at me. “Don’t go into the drain after your brother, and definitely don’t get yourself killed.”
“I won’t.”
