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Tharion just stared at the Fae warrior—Declan’s form blurring at the edges—and let the news sink in.
“Dude, your pupils are huge,” Flynn said. No wonder his vision was so foggy. “What are you on?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Her venom,” Ari snapped. “That’s what he’s on.”
“You look terrible,” Declan said, stepping closer to peer down at Tharion. “Your shoulder—”
“Minotaur,” Tharion grunted. “It’s healing. And I don’t want to talk about it. Where did Bryce go?”
“We don’t know,” Declan said.
“Fuck.” Tharion said the word on a long exhale. It echoed in every bone and blood vessel. Before he could ask more, he noticed Ari sizing up the group, her gaze landing on the female wolf beside Holstrom. “I know you.”
The female wolf’s chin lifted. “Likewise, dragon.”
Tharion must have made a confused face, because Holstrom said, “This is Sigrid … Fendyr.”
Yeah, he was hallucinating. There was only one Fendyr other than the Prime: Sabine. And he was pretty sure she didn’t have any secret daughters.
“We’ll get to the particulars later,” Declan said, and slumped into the nearest chair. His boyfriend stood beside him, a hand on his shoulder. “We have to sort through this clusterfuck.”
Flynn swore. “What is there to sort through? We killed Sabine.”
Tharion jolted—or tried to. His body wouldn’t move.
“You killed Sabine,” Declan said. “I shot her in the leg.”
“She’s not dead-dead,” Flynn said.
“She doesn’t have a face,” Dec countered. “That’s pretty—”
“What happened to the other wolves?” Holstrom asked none of them in particular.
Oh, wait—he was asking Tharion and Ari. Ari gave Holstrom a blank look. “What wolves?”
“We were being chased by the Black Rose Pack,” Ithan explained, “and then … we weren’t. Where did the Viper Queen take them?”
“Start looking in the river,” Tharion mumbled.
“She wouldn’t have killed them,” Marc said. “It’d be a headache, even for her. Her goons must have knocked them out and moved them elsewhere.”
“What about Sabine?” Holstrom asked.
Gods, Tharion’s head was throbbing. This had to be some weird dream.
“The Viper Queen will twist this to her own advantage somehow,” Marc said. “She’ll either present herself as Sabine’s rescuer or hand us over.”
Tharion lifted his brows at Marc.
Marc caught the look and explained, “I’ve had a few clients get into trouble with the Viper Queen over the years. I learned a thing or two about her tactics.”
Tharion nodded, as if this was perfectly fucking normal, and closed his eyes again.
“Pathetic,” Ari hissed—probably at him. But then she asked the others, “So you’re all the Viper Queen’s captives?”
“Not sure,” Declan said. “She caught us in the act of, uh … downing Sabine. When she told us to follow, it seemed like an order.”
