"What powers? The one you stole by killing a mermaid, or the one you were born with, which was nothing but pure cowardice?" Sebastian gritted out with a growl. "No wonder Camilla discarded you from the beginning. She must have had a mother's foresight to know what you would turn out to be."
Nick's eyes darkened and his expression turned sour at those words that were a sensitive reminder of his life. "So this is how you want to fucking play it, I see. Fine. I'll play," he gritted out, shifting into his own wolf form, knowing his human form couldn't fight them with the bullet wound still lodged deep, hidden beneath his flesh.
Sebastian's eyes narrowed on his cousin's wolf, silver smoke curling off it, some byproduct of whatever ability he carried that gave him the supreme Alpha's aura. The wolf stood every bit as tall as Sebastian's own, its coat full silver unlike Sebastian's, which now carried the stain of corruption. Nick, done shifting, turned to face them both.
