My body shook from the aftereffects of the killings. If I had not fed from my mate, I would have not made it back to the coven in one piece. I had tried to control my beast but the minute our mate was threatened it wanted death to those who declared the threat.

The Anthora tattoo burned when I attacked the rebels and kept healing me and consuming my energy. I would discuss this with Lycus tonight. Looking at the clock, I realized I had only two hours before my mate made his way ...