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Chapter 80
In all my dreams of being surrounded by wolves, which had haunted me since the murder of my parents, never once had those wolves been mechanical
monsters.
It turned out that reality was more terrifying than nightmares, who knew? Except perhaps the shifters had known all along that single skins had beasts
hidden within them as well, even if they only ever showed one face.
The back of my throat was sticky with sweat in the sweltering heat of the Justice Chamber, and my heart thundered. My Charms and Anthony formed a defensive circle around me, when Moon pushed his brother behind him. The wind from Mischief’s violently beating wings gusted across my cheeks like breath.
The mechanical wolves growled.
I moved, as they prowled closer. Their eyes glowed, just like Moon’s, yet freakishly wrong. They wore loosely over their bronze backs the white pelts of the real murdered Alphas, as if they were wolves try
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