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ââBrothers and sisters. The words tasted like ash in my mouth as I looked at the twisted, matted fur and caved-in snouts of the creatures before us. They had survived what would have killed many.
âThey were both mutilated and malevolent.
âMade worse by the fact that we knew it was not their fault. They had just been underlingsâinnocent children forced to bear power like electrical conductors, only for the sheer current of it to permanently alter and ruin them. They were cosmic collateral damage, further utilized by Lycaon to exact his bloody revenge and set him free from what should have been his eternal prison.
â"The rest of you will find the light soon enough," the leader said, her mangled arm pointing directly past me toward the tall grass. "But right now, we need the girl."
âI braced my weight on my back leg, my shadow aura flaring to life in total, pulsing defiance. But before I could launch myself forward, Zayne stepped cleanly into the gap between us.
