Chapter 0700

"Tony!" I sigh, slipping out from beneath his arm and swatting him in turn. "I already feel horrible about that, you can't -" "What the hell are you doing here?" Tony snaps, interrupting me and frowning over my shoulder towards the entrance.

I turn suddenly, surprised, and blink in the sunlight coming through the tent flap, silhouetting a figure standing there.

When he drops the flap my mouth falls open in surprise to see Perry Gibson standing there, his mouth drawn into a straight, determined line. He doesn't say anything.

Tony goes rigid, stepping slightly in front of me. "Don't come another step closer, Gibson."

"I have work to do," Gibson growls. My eyes go wide when he speaks and I see his extended canines flash.

"Here to finish Wright's job?" Tony snarls. "Always the fucking lackey, Gibson -"

My heart starts to pound even as Tony steps fully in front of me, as my eyes dart between them. No - there's no way - Gibson always tried to calm Wright down - always the voice of reason - "No," Gibson snarls, his eyes shifting to me. "This isn't for Wright. This is for Atalaxia."

Then he moves.

slashing. My hands are up, blocking the blow, and I scream as I feel the knife rip across my palms. Instantly flames erupt somewhere in front of me - but

hard, Tony's body sprawled over mine. Tony gasps,

steel above me draws my attention upwards

trying to get away,

sudden roar distracts from

blur flashes before my vision snarling

best to sit up, baffled by all the wet

around the tent as the woman working the counter screams too - but it's all happening so fast, too

to see if he's okay - but my eyes move instinctually to Luca's wolf form as he stands panting and snarling with small flames flickering behind him, his face and jaws covered in blood,

But Tony -

doesn't move, doesn't get up, doesn't look - doesn't

sitting up further,

boy who stepped in front of me, who saved my

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