Henry watched as Max led Rosalia away, his blood boiling with silent rage. This was never part of his plan. He had intended to control Max like a living weapon, a tool he could point at any enemy he chose. How had the boy changed so suddenly overnight? When had he stopped being afraid?
Only now did the old chief realize the terrible mistake he had made in judgment. Marrying Rosalia to Max had not bound the outsider to him; it had handed the beast the key to its own cage. And now there was no chain left that could hold him.
"Listen up," Max said, stopping before the gathered crowd. His voice rang loud and clear, infused with power that shook the air itself. "I know that to many of you I am still an outsider. I am well aware of that. The enemy is approaching us, and this time I will not be able to protect you alone."
He clenched his fists, and everyone could see the visible struggle etched across his face.
