family. Without me, God knows how many other people Billy and his freaks
 
 would have killed.”
 
 Her vitriol and resentment were almost overwhelming, and her words
 
 were acid splashed in my face. She’d killed my brother-in-law, and I wanted
 
 to hate her for that. And maybe I did. But she wasn’t wrong. We wouldn’t
 
 have stopped him without her help.
 
 My voice cut through the air like a knife. “Get your hands off my truck.”
 
 She grabbed the lapel of my shirt instead and jerked. “I want in, Jaxson.
 
 Make it happen. I need to know why he’s hunting me.”
 
 My wolf surged at her defiance, and I had to fight to keep him down. I
 
 glanced up, hoping this wasn’t all on display, but apparently, we were the
 
 postgame show, and our conversation had drawn a bit of a crowd. Sam’s
 
 pupils were dilated, and every werewolf in the parking lot had tensed.
 
 A warning growl escaped my throat.
 
 I was certain that Savannah Caine was the only person in Magic Side who
 
 would dare touch me like that. It was an affront to everything I stood for. And
 
 yet, everyone understood that somehow, rules didn’t apply to her. She was
 
 like a rogue wolf, brave and fierce, but hard to trust and impossible to count
 
 on. I wouldn’t put it past her to march into the Hall of Inquiry and start
 
 demanding things from the archmages.
 
 “Hands off my shirt,” I said, pitching my voice low but firm.
 
 She released it and blushed. Unfortunately, by challenging my authority,
 
 she’d just made it that much harder for me to say yes. But maybe I’d bite.
 
 I shoved my hands in my pockets and bent to her ear. “Lucky for you,
 
 Ms. Caine, our hunter has questions she wants to ask you. Meet us at the
 
 North Channel Harbor tomorrow at three p.m. If the Order will give you
 
 access, you can even join us on our way to Bentham Prison.”
 
 “What’s at Bentham?”
 
 “Murderers, butchers, and psychopaths, as well as a bloodthirsty devil
 
 that we need to talk to. I’m sure they would all welcome a visit from a