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This was the quiet before the storm. Soon, all hell would break loose, but it didn’t matter, because as long as we were together, we would get through this.
Bishop had saved me, and I’d saved him. We were both willing to lay down our lives for each other. We were a team, and no matter what came our way, we were going to beat this thing.
26
RORY
They came under the cover of night. They crept up on the mansion in the darkness, hoping to catch us off guard when we were sleeping.
None of us slept that night. We were ready for a fight.
Colter had flown in the fae who worked with him when he was trying to save his mate. He hadn’t always been close with the fae. But Colter’s father had been close to many fae, and Colter had fought tooth and nail to be nothing like his father. But when he’d met a woman who was part fae, part angel, he’d needed all the help he could get.
He’d asked them to help Liv with her fae magic, and in the time since then, he’d built up a following not only of shifters who worshiped him as alpha, but of fae who stood by his side.
Bishop had fae on his side, too.
We needed the fae to help us fight dark magic. This wasn’t just a normal war. We were in over our heads, dealing with demons, and that was a whole new ball game. The fae could help us, keep us on track when we were outnumbered and overpowered by magic we didn’t know that much about.
The two groups of fae met each other, and it was as if they were bound by some mystical force that we didn’t understand. Their minds knew each other, and they were united in a way that was almost scary. I would never have wanted to go up against them—it was always better to have an army of fae fight with us rather than against us.
The darkness crept into the air, at first so subtle it wasn’t noticeable.
Sabrione was the one who stood and drew our attention to it.
“It’s time,” she said.
When we focused on the darkness, the rest of us also felt it.
It grew stronger and stronger.
“We should get them together,” Colter said, standing.
“On it.” Bishop made a call. Remus, his beta, appeared almost immediately.
“Assemble the pack,” Bishop ordered. “All the males who are willing to fight and all the willing females without young.”
“That’s a lot of shifters,” Remus said, raising his eyebrows.
Bishop’s pack was at least one-thousand strong, but not all of them would be fighting.
“We need all the help we can get. Do it.”
Remus nodded, and as calls were made, the shifters arrived.
Colter had brought shifters, too. Not as many as Bishop had on hand, but the warriors who arrived hummed with magic and the eagerness to get their claws bloody.
As the group came together, the collective power was electric. It danced on my skin. Bishop stepped forward. This was his territory, and Colter deferred to his power as the alpha. He was strong, but Bishop was in charge, and seeing him in his element as a leader was incredible. He was attractive as fuck.
When he turned to look at me, his animal slid behind his eyes.
“Are you ready?” he asked, but it wasn’t just a question for me; it was a question to all the willing fighters.
As one being, they all roared a battle cry.
As if they had appeared out of nothing, demons took shape. They didn’t usually come to Earth—they were the keepers of the Underworld, after all—but just because they didn’t like coming here didn’t mean they couldn’t come to Earth using their dark magic. They had it in heaps. Their magic was not as strong on Earth as it was in the Underworld, which is why they typically stayed in their own world.
They were dotted around us, tall, thin, dark, and black fog oozed from their pores. Their red eyes were filled with malice, and they offered grins laced with the intent to kill.
