Chapter 7

The rite was held at the Moon Temple, a ruin of pale stone in the heart of the forest, open to the sky. Of course it was. Two hundred guests. Wolves in dark suits. Vampires in silk and diamonds. Every predator in three states, gathered to watch me kneel. I drank champagne. Then another. "Easy," Rhys murmured. "Fuck easy." Across the clearing, Kaden stood in a black tux. Seraphina glided beside him in ice-blue silk, his grandmother's ring on her hand. Every time she laughed, her fangs flashed. Lucien...