Helen’s POVThe end of everything felt like being under a collapsing tower of wooden blocks. Even though it brought relief, it wasn’t easy. All the edges and corners and individual pieces pummeled my heart, brain, and body. Julianne looked as if she felt the same.Julianne nodded at me. “I feel sick to my stomach,” she said.“You and me both,” I agreed.Now I gripped Julianne’s hand. “We need to try and look and see if we can find any of the other pixies. Was there anything upstairs where he kept you caged that would have indicated that there were other prisoners up there?”Julianne shook her head.I bit my lips in frustration. “How about before he put you up there? Were you take it anywhere by Martin? Did Martin say anything about anywhere else that they were keeping people?”Julianne sorted through her thoughts; I could tell. Her face was screwed up in concentration, and if her head felt anything like mine, it wasn’t an easy task trying to find the memories because everything from t

Helen’s POV“I’m going back to check the other rooms,” I said.I went up and down the hallway three more times. On those trips, I found one more room that had nothing but several bodies, and then I rescued two more male werewolves and one more female. None of them looked lucid enough to share their experiences with us.Though, after seeing them in that state, I honestly didn’t care whether they had been fooled into working with the Huntsman or whether they had consciously made the decision. It was clear he didn’t care even for his own companions or those serving him. And no matter what the Huntsman had said to gain the trust of these werewolves, I was sure it didn’t involve the truth because there was no way that anyone would have gotten willingly involved with a demon, was there?I shuddered at this mixed feeling of compassion. Perhaps I should let Justin deal with these people that we found. They could be given a trial if necessary, and we could find out whether or not they willingl

Justin’s POVWe locked the door behind us, and I grabbed the edge of Helen’s shirt, lifting it off over her head. She didn’t have a bra on, and her breasts greeted me with a tantalizing bounce and stiff nipples. I bent, taking one in my mouth and running my tongue across the raised pink button.Helen moaned and stroked the back of my head with one hand. With the other, she undid the button on my jeans, sliding her hand inside the pants and gripping my shaft through the fabric of my boxers. My cock throbbed at her touch.I’d had to work to hold myself back this time. I didn’t want to come before she was ready again. Especially since . . .“Helen,” I panted. “I want you to have my pup. Are you willing to have a baby with me?”She faltered a moment. “I thought there were issues. I thought you had to have sex with me in your lycan form, and that was too dangerous.”I pulled my shirt off, then hugged her to me so our naked torsos were pressed together. The heat from our skin mingled and te

Russo’s POVAfter I’d gotten the call from Justin, it took a few minutes for his words to sink in. We were free. We were safe. It had been so long since I’d had those things that it hardly felt real.Lisa must have felt the same because, after her initial tears of relief, she set about cleaning up the mess we’d made doing the ritual. The church might have been abandoned, but leaving our pentagram and offerings behind seemed tactless.I silently got to work, helping her. She loaded up the expired materials, and I searched the closets until I found an old mop and bucket. While the ink we’d used did mop off the floor, something about the ritual had etched the symbols into the cement, leaving rough outlines even after the drawings were removed.Well, I was the best I could do. If anyone bought the place, they could always cover the marks with carpet or hardwood. Once everything was clean, Lisa and I left.She paused on the stairs out of the basement. “We can’t just throw the remnants of t

Helen’s POVLisa reached across from the chair she was sitting on to the couch where I sat and gripped my hand. “I didn’t say anything about the Huntsman to scare you. I can see it on your face that you’re terrified. But I don’t think that there’s anything he could do to actually turn you into a demon.”Her expression remained serious. “But that doesn’t mean that you might not have gained some power that we don’t understand. I don’t think that this has ever been a thing before. I’ll have to do some research, and, now that it’s safe for them to come out of hiding, I will definitely consult with witches and wizards who are far better trained than I am.”“I’m still fairly young, so there’s a lot that I haven’t run across before, even though I have plenty of raw talent, which I can go ahead and admit now. I’m sure the Huntsman would have been happy to get his hands on me and train me up the way he trained Martin.”She shuddered. “Not that I ever would have worked for him. But I had to hid