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What was he? Part wolf, part man? Dane had never seen such a creature. And why was he looking at Gracie in such a possessive way.
“Grace, are you hurt?”
She glanced back at Dane as if she’d forgotten he was there. Uncertainty flashed in her eyes, and she glanced back to the rugged man holding the knife. She appeared unharmed. Was the blood on her his?
Looking down at his ravaged chest, Danenoted how much had spilled. He glanced back at Lazarus, who struggled to crawl to him. They needed to heal.
Adriel crept slowly toward June, but neither was capable of walking. Eleazar stood against the wall near Christian. They were all watching the stranger with the blade.
“Do you not recognize me?” the man asked, his eyes locked with Gracie’s.
She took a step back, her hand fluttering to her chest. The smoke cleared as the dust settled, and only Cerberus’s charred remains burned in the back of the cave. Adriel pulled herself closer to Juniper, the blanket dragging behind her. Regret flashed in her stare when she looked at Dane, and his addled brain slowly caught up.
No.
He looked back at Grace, who stared at the man.
“Who are you?” she finally asked, and Dane’s heart sank.
By the possessive way the creature watched her, he knew this was his enemy.
He was a maker of nightmares, a stealer of souls.
He was the reason she was called to this very place in time.
He came for one purpose only—to take her away from him.
The pain in Dane’s chest became unbearable. “No!”
She wasn’t meant to be here! She never leftthe farm, and yet, here she was. This had to be a horrific dream. He didn’t trust his blurred vision as his pounding head tried to process. There seemed a lethal wound tunneling through his heart, but he found no opening there.
“My name is Darius Størm. I am of the shadow-wolves, and I’ve come a long way to find you.”
“Me?”Gracie took another step back.
“Yes. You’re the female from my visions.”
She shook her head. “That’s impossible. I’m immortal.”
“That is an unexpected complication but not one that will change our circumstances. You are my mate.”
“The hell she is!” Dane dragged himself up, only to slip and lose his balance in the puddles of blood.
Gracie instinctively reached out an arm to help him but froze when the stranger growled. “I wouldn’t.”
She scowled and turned her glare on him. “I haven’t had a calling?—”
“You keep your mind blocked. The gods guided me here.” He frowned at the burning body behind him. “Do you typically engage in dangerous crusades with lethal predators? Are you some sort of vigilante?”
Gracie nearly choked on a laugh. “I’ve never even left the farm…” Her words faded as her frown deepened. “I’ve had no symptoms.”
“I said stay back.” The shadow-wolf’s glare cutto Dane as he struggled to his feet, gripping his side and wavering from blood loss.
Fuck this guy.“Only true immortals can be called.”
The corner of his mouth curled in a half smile, a sharp canine fang flashing as he scoffed. “Who told you that?”
“It’s true,” Gracie argued. As someone who let faith mold her entire life, she would know.
