Aidan felt his heart break as his nose began to bleed. Inside him, Akela and eighteen other wolves howled in anguish.

The Alphas looked at him with concern because by now, they all knew that, unless a ghost had broken his nose, that was caused by what they were doing to the queen.

He wiped his nose angrily as he prayed to the Goddess for two things: first, that Rhiannon would be able to send him a sign of where she was, and second, that all those who were hurting her would be alive when he arrived, so he could have the pleasure of ripping their throats out himself.

The pilot had come in to announce to them that they were about to land in New York when the first cut opened on the skin of his forearm. He pulled up his sleeve and enjoyed every wound that was beginning to emerge on his skin as Alanna pulled his hand across the table and copied every letter and number that painfully appeared on it.

2300s N Cataract

The wound healed in a few minutes but the scars did not disappear.

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