Chapter 13
Liam
Llona, her body solid again, barely clung to Petros’s back as he darted through the forest, nearly as fast as the wind carried me. By the direction he was headed, he had caught May’s scent and was heading to where I had placed her moments ago.
Only two more Lycans remained on their trail. Full of primal rage, I slammed into the closest one with the force of a tropical storm. His body flipped through the air and crashed into a tree so hard I heard his spine snap. The sound made me salivate.
The moment I’d heard Jonathan’s voice, raw anger and bitter fury, as hot and fresh as the day I’d watched Isabo torn to pieces, had taken over my mind and body. I wanted revenge. I wanted to see his blood. Smell it. Taste it.
He had to die.
It had been the only thought in my mind un
