Logan screamed. It was a terrible sound, pain and rage. The sense of fury from him made my nerves shiver. The Epsilons drew back from the corpse of Lord Drake, looking suddenly ridiculous in their blue blazers and tailored shirts. I pushed myself to my knees—it took far more effort than it should have. My body was still rediscovering itself, its undead ligaments stretching back into a semblance of life.

Jake took a stumbling step backward, as if in disbelief at what he’d ...