Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Snatching up a blade one of the hunters dropped, I toss it to him.
The happiest grin I’ve ever seen on his face turns to rage as Matthias swings the blade down.
Only for the blade to strike the floor and shatter into pieces.
The prophet disappeared into thin air…
All that remains is a puddle of blood and Matthias’s sword protruding from the floor like the famous Sword in the Stone.
The few gargoyles around us suddenly come to life. Looking up, they lift off like rockets. Breaking through the roof of the church and soaring into the night.
The hunters filled with the blood of the prophet drop to the floor where they’re standing.
Hunters without the prophet’s blood try to fight back against the rush of my brothers and shifters. But they no longer have the advantage of numbers to aid them.
“Kill them all!” Asher yells as he beheads every single body he comes across.
A quiet whisper from Alena forces my gaze to turn back to her. “Raphael?”
The bond snaps back into place, stronger than ever before.
“Shh,” I whisper just as quietly to her. “Drink.”
I push my forearm back against her mouth, and she tenderly bites down again.
But this time, the most wonderful sensation fills my soul.
A sensation of bright, everlasting love and pure eternal joy.
“You’ve learned how to better control it,” I rasp into the bond.
Her mouth curves into a bratty smirk against my arm. “Maybe, my love.”
It’s a few minutes before I’m able to help Alena stand on her own two feet.
We both look at the carnage that surrounds us.
There’s blood and bodies everywhere.
All human, I’m quite happy to see.
Lifting Alena up, I cradle her in my arms, and she leans her head against me.
“You carried me like this only a few days ago.” She giggles. “I have a surprise for you when we get home.”
“Oh?” I ask and look down at her enchanting face.
“Yes, but I can’t tell you what. But I will give you a hint. You get to meet someone.” She giggles again and shuts part of our bond off.
“Don’t do that,” I growl at her. “Never cut me off.”
Alena growls right back at me, baring her teeth, but there’s laughter in her eyes. “Only when I want to surprise you.”
Rolling my eyes, I carry Alena over to where Asher and Dav are standing.
“No losses?” Asher asks.
“None at all.” Dav confirms. “A couple of injuries and a few cases of upset stomach from the tainted blood, but we’re all good.”
“Thank the unholy gods,” Asher says and claps the man on the shoulder. “You sure you don’t mind blowing this building up?”
“Nah,” Dav says. “I got a guy who does demolition coming in as we speak.”
Asher winces. “It seems we owe you yet again.”
Dav shrugs his broad shoulders at Ash. “It doesn’t do any of us good to have hunters filling the city. Wish we could have killed the leader, though.”
“Yeah…” Asher grumbles loudly. “Fucker blinked out of existence right before the death blow.”
“Oh god!” Alena says and pushes herself out of my arms to land on her feet.
“What is it?” I ask, worried.
“The Prophet told me he has a daughter and she’s soulmarked,” she says excitedly. “And he can sense them if they’re close enough.”
It takes a second for all of us to let this new information sink in.
But Asher is the first to react to it.
“Oh, fuck no!” Asher yells, his eyes widening. “No. Fucking no!”
Appearing out of thin air, Chloe stands in front of us. Her chin and shirt soaked in blood.
She finally drank from a body.
Using her sleeve as a napkin to dab at the corner of her mouth, Chloe says, “I should have known Father Dominic would taste like a pile of shit.”
“Chloe…” Asher groans and shakes his head in disbelief.
“What’s wrong?” Chloe gives Asher a worried look.
Andrei marches over to us, his face alight like he just had one of his eureka moments. “Now it all makes sense.”
Chloe looks between Asher and Andrei irritably. “What does?”
“All of it?” Asher presses, looking at Andrei with an expression full of desperation.
Andrei seems to think for a moment. “Well, at least the parts about Chloe. The rest of the shit… Like how that prophet is both a vampire and a witch, is still a fucking mystery to me.”
“Goddammit!” Asher roars at the ceiling. “This can’t be fucking happening!”
EPILOGUE
RAPHAEL
Driving back to the lodge, I’m beyond fucking exhausted.
Alena riding on my lap is the only thing helping me focus on staying awake.
The past few weeks have been hell, to say the least.
Thankfully, Dav and his pack were there for us. He not only had our back at the church, but he even had a chunk of his guys protecting Ambrose and the house.
Ambrose isn’t doing well, but he’s alive.
Coming up the driveway, it’s weird to see a group of men and women climbing all over the house. They’re securing plywood to the holes in the roof and nailing them over the missing windows.