Chapter 23

With a vampire on one side and a wolf to her left, Adara entered the lavish foyer of the hotel. While she had the energy to put one foot in front of the other, she didn't have any other interest. She didn't even lift her head and look around. She wouldn't be here for long.

"Geezus," Logan exclaimed in a mock whisper. "This place is a bit fancy for what we're wearing, don't you think?"

Given that Adara wore jeans and a shirt, acrid with the sweat from the spell, she wasn't fit to go anywhere. She huddled deeper in on herself.

As if she could hide away.

A voice kept taunting her. "Too late. Too. Late. He's coming. All for naught. You were supposed to be forsaken. It was our gift to you. Your salvation. Now ruined."

Titus murmured, "Keep moving."

To which, Logan replied, "Is it me, or are they all staring at her?"