LXII

New York, USA (July 2019)

Veronica looked at the Alpha, who nodded at his men behind him. Some of the faces were hesitant, which was no surprise to Veronica. The New York werewolf clan hadn't been part of so many battles since Stefano took over. It was essentially their comeback. So despite the obvious fear, there was also the determination to prove that they were still a proud clan.

Now it was her turn, A slinking feeling enveloped the atmosphere as Veronica's incubi join the ranks. It was rocky calling out to them, just as it had always been since she deflected from Hell, but they always came to her in the end.

"Remember, defend only from the angels and attack the demons as hard as you can." Haneul reminded them.

Veronica smiled mockingly, "Sure, but remind me which is which, again?"

Haneul gave Veronica a look, but it was mild. A chill ran through her. She didn't want to find the word for it since she felt like it would solidify what was happening. But there was no denying