side. And even there he had failed.
A blurry Ethan appeared at his side, a sympathetic look on his face. “It’ll be okay, man.”
“How do you know?” Chase asked in a broken voice.
Ethan grimaced. “Because if we stop believing it, we’ve already lost.”
“You sound like Theo,” Chase said with a choked chuckle.
“He’s right.”
“I know.”
They sat on the floor in silence for a long moment until Chase’s phone rang. He crawled the few
feet to where it lay near the weight bench and saw Alex’s face on the screen. “Alex?”
“Did I wake you?” came the deep accented voice.
“No. Didn’t sleep well last night and was in the gym.”
Alex chuckled. “Did it help?”
“Not really.”
“I understand.”
“Did you find out anything?” Chase sat down on the bench and pressed the speaker button so
Ethan could hear.
“A bit. Devin was surprisingly cooperative and shared his story. A man found him when he was a
teenager and had an Immortal—Kaveh—teach him what he knew. Kaveh gave him the old tome and
that is how Devin learned everything.”
“Who was the man?”
“Devin said he was taken to a dark room and a man introduced himself as Vamar who promised to
help him achieve greatness.”
Chase’s blood grew cold. “Vamar? As in Damian is Vamar?”
“I believe so.”
Ethan blew out a breath and stood up with his hands on his hips. He paced the room.
Chase watched him for a long moment. “So Damian was behind Devin’s power grab?”
“Apparently.”
“Fuck.” Chase shook his head. “How is that possible? How is any of this possible?”
“Little in the supernatural realm makes much sense to me.”
“Not much comfort.”