Chapter 67: Bloodthirsty

"Well, I can't say I'm surprised," Sunny said.

I was disappointed, to say the least. "I thought I talked him down far enough." Damn it, Oleksander, what happened?

"I think it would have been okay," Pier said, sinking down next to Sunny, "but two werewolves were dumped on the front lawn with their throats cut and their bodies drained of blood just after you two left." He shook his head, disgust on his face. "Danilo lost his mind and everything went to hell."

"Belaisle is determined to see this devolve into chaos," I said. "Did you tell Femke?"

"She was there," Piers said. "Tried to diffuse it, but Danilo kicked her out, me too. Locked down the palace. Charlotte's still there, as far as I know, but she's wired up too, Syd."

Freaking werewolves and their stupid caн.

Sunny rose from her seat, face grim. "I feared this would happen," she said. "And though they are no longer my responsibility, I must attempt to save my family from this if I can."