Dawnbreaker

An evil grin lifted my lips and narrowed my eyes as I took his hand in mine. “You’d be stu

James followed me to the front door, but as I opened it, I discovered that I had a new visitor preparing to knock. Barrett stood there, looking somewhat haggard. If my heart still beat within my chest, it would have been racing. The Alpha of the Sava

“Barrett!” I said, my voice jumping in surprise. The lycan shouldn’t have surprised me. I should have sensed his arrival, but I’d been so focused totally on James and his unexpected appearance that I hadn’t sca

“I need to speak with you,” Barrett said, nodding briefly to the other man, who stood next to me.

“Of course,” I said, then said a quick good-bye to James before ushering Barrett quickly into my office. The lycanthrope seemed to sniff the air once before I managed to quickly shut the door and motion for him to take one of the chairs before the desk.

“What can I do for you?” I inquired, leaning against the front of the desk. A part of me inwardly prayed that Cy

“The naturi are gone from Sava

“All but one, yes. They are gone,” I hedged. If he did end up seeing Cy

“You did this?”

“Danaus and I, yes.”

“Why didn’t you do this earlier?” he demanded, his relief giving way to frustration. I understood his anger. He had already lost two brothers to the naturi in the past couple of months.

“Because of the cost,” I said softly, looking down at my feet, which were crossed at the ankle. “We attacked them last night to retrieve Amanda. We were outnumbered and nearly killed. A spell was cast in desperation, which wiped out almost all of the naturi in the region. It’s something I hope to never do again.”

Barrett frowned as he looked away from me and gazed out the window to the street beyond. He knew I wasn’t going to provide any more information than I already had. And in fact I wasn’t going to tell the lycanthrope that I was risking what was left of my soul and the soul of my companion. It wasn’t any of his business.

“Did you have anything else?” I inquired, trying not to sound like I was rushing him.

“That name you gave me, Harold Finchley,” Barrett said, his dark gaze snapping back to my face. “We don’t have any record of a lycanthrope existing with that name.”

“He may not have been from the U.S.”

“I checked the database for both the U.S. and Europe. There’s no record.”

“So it must have been an alias,” I murmured, talking to myself.

“Or he was a shifter that wasn’t a part of any pack. A rogue acting alone.”

I frowned at Barrett. It would make for a nicer, prettier explanation of what had happened. If this was just a case of a rogue shifter acting alone, it meant there wasn’t a greater conspiracy against nightwalkers with the Daylight Coalition. It meant that lycanthropes weren’t betraying the promise we had all made to protect each other from discovery and extermination.

Unfortunately, the witch that had been traveling with the lycan and the Coalition member made me doubt whether the lycan was acting alone or a part of something larger.

“Keep an ear to the ground for me,” I said around a darkening frown. “I’ve got someone checking into the witch.”

“Is there any chance of being able to speak with Finchley?” Barrett demanded, arching one brow at me.

“Not without a mystic,” I said with a shake of my head. “I was in a hurry and I couldn’t wait around to hand him over to someone who could take care of him properly. The laws are clear. Working with the Coalition is a death sentence.”

“I’m not questioning your actions,” Barrett said, raising both his hands as if to ward off my defensive statement. “However, this all could have been cleared up much easier if you had left him alive.”

“Yes, well, it wasn’t a possibility at the time.” A knock at the door broke off my train of thought, snapping my attention to Danaus standing outside the office.

“What?” I rudely demanded, growing more anxious the longer Barrett was in my house.

Danaus opened the door and poked his head inside. “We need to get going. It’s getting late.”

“I know. We’re almost finished. Pack up,” I said with a nod. I appreciated Danaus’s polite prod. I had no doubt that he could sense my anxiety and took the easy excuse to look in on me.

Unfortunately, I was out of time. Barrett took a long sniff of the air now that the door was open again. Damn the lycanthropes and their strong sense of smell! A low growl rumbled through the werewolf, and his eyes glowed when he looked up at me again.

“That last remaining naturi, it’s here!” he snarled, jumping from his chair. He stalked out of the room, pushing roughly past Danaus while I followed on his heels.

“Yes, the naturi is here,” I admitted, following, making a grab for his arm, but he jerked loose of my fingers.

He burst into the kitchen where Shelly and Cy

“Stop it, Barrett!” I shouted, coming to stand between the naturi and the lycanthrope. “I need her alive.”

“You’ve just accused my race of siding with the Coalition, executed one of my people, and here you are harboring a naturi!” he shouted as he pushed back to his feet again. “How deep does your betrayal run?”

“I haven’t betrayed you, Barrett.” Reaching behind me, I grabbed the chain that linked Cy

“Why is she so willing to help you?” Barrett asked. “Why is she so willing to turn on her own people? How can you trust her?”

“I don’t trust her, but then again, I’m not giving her any choice. She has to help me if she wants to take her next breath.”

“I don’t trust you,” he finally said, pushing away from the counter he was leaning against.

“You think I’m going to help the naturi?” I demanded, releasing Cy

“Yes.”

Danaus reacted before I could. The hunter grabbed Barrett by the collar of his shirt and slammed the man into the stainless steel refrigerator, hitting it hard enough to dent the front. “She’s going to die in Peru for you in two nights,” he snarled in a frightening low voice. “She’s going to die for your worthless hide. She’s going to die for every worthless vampire and werewolf that walks the earth because she sees it as her duty. Mira’s willing to do whatever it takes to protect her people, even if it means enduring the presence of a naturi. What are you willing to do for your people?”

I took a jerky step backward at Danaus’s words, a strange feeling twisting in my chest where my soul should have been. A part of me had always known that it was highly unlikely I would return to Sava