Shifting Blood

I’ll tell you.

Take out the big bad evil.

I have more power and control than I thought was possible.

So why doesn’t my pack let me take care of the danger?

They want me to enlist the help of the ancestors.

With a bond as strong as ours, I know they are only trying to keep me safe.

Turns out, their plan was worse than mine.

In order to defeat Ophelia, the witches in the quarter fill me in on how this works.

I’m going to have to give up something precious.

My blood.

Every.

Last.

Drop.

Everything is at stake while Ophelia and Otto grow stronger.

There’s no more time to argue with the pack.

There is no Plan B.

I’m not scared of fae realms or the ancestors. Not even mythical magical stones.

What terrifies me is losing the only loves I’ve ever had.

I’m willing to do anything--for them.

Even if there is a chance I won’t wake up.