They’d felt him watching them at a theme park in Montana. He’d tried to snare them at a dismal rave in a tawdry warehouse district. But this was worse. Much worse. Their murderous uncle had trespassed on the one place they’d thought was sacred and safe. Thantos had shattered the sanctity of their home. Alex and Cam seized each other’s hands. Their touch acted like a conduit. Fear pulsed wildly between them. “I know you’re in a hurry.” Slowly, casually, the massive warlock spun to face them. “I won’t keep you long,” he said, letting his feet fall with a bang that should have alerted Dave and Emily downstairs. But didn’t. Cam began to feel light-headed, but a reckless rush of adrenaline surged through Alex. “What are you doing here?!” she demanded, forgetting who she was shouting at — namely, one of the world’s most powerful … And dangerous, Cam silently reminded her sister. … Warlocks. Lord Thantos, their uncle, was a third-degree tracker whose status and skill was equal only to that of their old friend Karsh — in Karsh’s long-past heyday.
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