Chapter 12

“Livia living with us has kept his nightmares at bay, but after this...” Alpha Rhye trailed off, but he didn’t need to say more.

“Yeah,” he sighed, gazing at the carnage around them and the small bodies of half-eaten human children still posed gruesomely on the massive dinner table. He’d seen a lot of horrible sh*t, but this ranked in the top five.

Flexing his wings, he gave them a hard, backward flap to shake off some of the blood, then froze with them extended when he felt a creeping sensation along the protective wards at the warehouse.

As the creator of those wards, the conjured magic barriers were keyed to him. He was alerted every time someone entered or left the premises, which was the only reason he’d felt remotely comfortable leaving Livia alone tonight, though he hated having to do so.

Since Alpha Rhye and Joseph were here with him, he searched for Livia’s unique presence and finally relaxed his wings when he detected she hadn’t tried to leave the loft. Th