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Obviously, we were under attack. But by whom? And why?
She just shook her head. “I don’t know, but I need to warn the others.”
I was about to ask who she meant byotherswhen she pulled up a screen and typed out a message that read,BSUA. Then she selected Jas’s name and hit Send.
“BSUA?” I repeated out loud.
“Blood Sector under attack,” she replied as a buzzing sounded from her wrist. She tapped it, showing me Jas’s reply ofP. “And that means they’re preparing.”
“To come help?”
“No. To defend the Sanctuary,” she said. “In case something happens to me. Or to Kieran.” She glanced at the screens as she uttered that last line, her jaw tightening. “There are too many of them.”
But just as she said it, Kieran roared and threw several wolves back out the window and onto the street.
Then heleaptafter them.
“Shit,” Quinn muttered, pulling up another screen just as Kieran appeared on the ground. He must have shadowed to the street from midair—an impressive trick—and was already healed from whatever had happened before.
His power warmed the air, commanding every aspect of the sector and proving his place as King.
Quinn shivered, then slumped in her chair and pressed her palm to her belly. “Yeah, your daddy is kind of a badass,” shewhispered. “But I need you to calm down and let Mommy think, okay?”
“Can you message Cillian or Lorcan?” I asked.
“Yeah, I?—”
Another wave of energy pulsed through the sector, cutting off her response and causing the screens all around us to freeze before burning out.
She tried to click a button, to turn it back on.
But in the next moment, the power died completely, casting us into darkness.
“The generators will kick on in a few minutes,” she whispered, her voice holding an edge to it.
An edge I understood all too well.
Because a lot could happen in a few minutes.
“But I should be able to call Cillian.” Quinn flicked her watch, bringing up a message screen. However, the disconnected sign hung in the top right corner, confirming what we both knew had really happened.
That surge hadn’t just taken out our electricity; it’d disconnected us from the satellites above.
Which meant whoever was attacking Blood Sector had arrived with destructive weapons.
And a whole hell of a lot of supernatural power…
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
CILLIAN
Several Minutes Earlier
A chill sweptdown my spine as I arrived in my birthplace. A land I’d both loved and hated. Loved because it was my home. Hated because of the man who’d raised me here.
My father.
Alpha Abbán.
