SPECIAL CHAPTER: EAMON

The Brotherhood of Fir house loomed ahead of me, all dark stone and Gothic windows that seemed to watch everything. My stomach was tied in knots, but not for the usual reasons. Most guys worried about hazing or making a fool of themselves during initiation. I was worried about finding a gun loaded with wolfsbane bullets before it could put a hole through Darragh's heart.

Ciara's words kept playing in my head. One of the O'Donoghue brothers pulls the trigger. The image ...