Kelly Meding - Wrong Side of Dead

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Monster hunter Evangeline Stone woke up on the wrong side of dead this morning — and now there's hell to pay. Barely recovered from her extended torture at the hands of mad scientist Walter Thackery, Evy can use a break. What she gets instead is a war, as the battered Triads that keep Dreg City safe find themselves under attack by half-Blood vampires who have somehow retained their reason, making them twice as lethal. Worse, the Halfies are joined by a breed of were-creature long believed extinct — back and more dangerous than ever. Meanwhile, Evy's attempts at reconciliation with the man she loves take a hit after Wyatt is viciously assaulted — an attack traced to Thackery, who has not given up his quest to exterminate all vampires . . . even if he has to destroy Dreg City to do it. With Wyatt's time running out, another threat emerges from the shadows and a staggering betrayal shatters the fragile alliance between the Triads, vampires, and shapeshifters, turning Evy's world upside down forever. 

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The teen growled deep in his chest—a God-awful sound from someone who looked so young. So human. “Your ancestors failed to destroy us centuries ago, and their failure will be your undoing.”

I laughed out loud; I couldn’t help it. The spy-movie villain dialogue was just too much. The slip earned me a nasty snarl from Teen Wolf, as well as a flash of elongated canine teeth.

“You,” he said. “You killed our brother. You will bleed for that.”

“I’ve bled enough for both my lifetimes, thanks.” Okay, so sassing him was probably not the best use of my time, but the entire thing felt ridiculous. Until a few weeks ago, werewolves didn’t exist, and here I was having a big, bad showdown with one who looked like the Before side of an acne cream commercial.

Then the rest of what he’d said caught up to me. Your ancestors failed to destroy us . The Coni had been an elite guard. A warrior race. The Coni destroyed the Lupa Clan.

“How did you survive?” Phin asked.

Teen Wolf grinned, showing off those nasty teeth. “By the mercy of the Great People. We have been protected these centuries, prepared for a time when the Great People will retake this world and the Lupa can claim their place in it.”

“The Great People?”

“Yes.”

My heart slammed against my ribs as one more awful puzzle piece clicked into place. A puzzle we’d started to put together mere hours after the massacre at Boot Camp last month. “He means the Fey,” I said.

Phin gave no reaction to my statement. “How many of you are there?”

The boy laughed. “You are truly arrogant to believe I’d reveal such a thing. It would ruin the grand surprise.”

“Is Walter Thackery working directly for the Fey Council?” I asked.

“Not to his knowledge.”

It was an evasive answer, which led me to believe that Thackery didn’t know where his assistance was coming from. But whether or not he knew or cared mattered little to me. Thackery’s Halfie army had to be stopped, just as the potential legion of werewolves had to be found and contained before a real war broke out. A big, bloody war that would encompass the entire city.

“Why are you here?” I asked. “To gloat before you kill us?”

“Unfortunately, our orders are not to kill you,” Teen Wolf replied with real regret in his voice.

“Let me guess, then. We have one chance to accept an offer to join you or else suffer the consequences?”

“Hardly. We neither need nor want your partnership.”

Huh . “What, then?”

“I wanted to look you both in the eye before we met on the battlefield. I want you both to know the face of the man who will kill you.”

“Oh yeah?” I made a show of looking around. “Is he here?”

Teen Wolf snapped his teeth at me.

Phin touched my elbow. “And when shall we meet on this battlefield?” he asked.

“Soon enough,” Teen Wolf replied. “The world stands balanced on the edge of a razor blade. All it requires is one final push to change everything.”

I flexed my right hand and shifted my stance—just enough to get his attention. “Why wait? Let’s throw down, kid.”

He tensed, eyes glimmering with bloodlust. He was considering it, and if it wasn’t for some confounding loyalty to his master, he probably would have. Instead, he quirked a cocky eyebrow at me. “Soon. Enjoy your final days.”

“Uh-huh.”

Teen Wolf backed up several steps. He shifted quickly, brown and silver hair coating once-pink skin, back bending, arms and legs changing shape. Only his silver eyes seemed to stay the same—angry, intelligent, hungry. He snarled, and the wolf behind us made an answering sound. I hazarded a look; it was moving away.

Instinct yelled at me to not let them escape. They were enemies, and enemies had to be dealt with before they became a problem later. And these three wolves (plus any others that they had hidden away) were sure to be a huge problem in the near future. Walter Thackery did not make idle threats, and if something was about to happen, I had to believe it would. Something huge.

And werewolves existed. Holy shit.

“When they’re out of sight—” I started, whispering.

“I’ll follow them,” Phin finished.

Teen Wolf was nearly to the far edge of the vacant lot. He paused and dipped his head low to the ground. Only then did I think to check on the third wolf—just in time to hear the shout.

The third wolf leapt onto the hood of the Jeep and springboarded right over the windshield. I was already running when Wyatt yelled. A cold splash of panic overrode my ability to properly access my tether to the Break and teleport. All I saw was the furry back hunched in the front seat of the Jeep. Wyatt hadn’t made another sound and, more than anything else, that terrified me. I opened the switchblade as I ran.

The wolf squealed and leapt out of the Jeep. It stumbled on the pavement, turned, and raced down the street in the same direction the other wolves had gone. I paused long enough to shift my hold on the switchblade, hoping to throw it, but the damned wolf was too fucking fast.

“Wyatt!”

At first, all I saw was the blood. It drenched the front seat, as well as Wyatt’s face and clothes. He was folded into the floor, moderately protected by the steering wheel, a red-coated knife still clutched in his hand. My nose told me that the majority of the blood in the Jeep wasn’t human—it was darker, had a heavy, earthy odor—but the rest of me took a bit longer to catch up.

I yanked open the passenger door and climbed inside, hands shaking, adrenaline a bitter taste in my mouth. “Wyatt? Where are you hurt?”

“Fucker got my neck and arm,” he replied. His gaze swept over me, checking for nonexistent injuries. “You okay?”

“I’m fine. They didn’t attack us.”

“Phineas?”

I scanned the lot and nearby streets, but all was quiet. No sign of Phin or the wolves, no sounds of nearby brawls. “He followed the wolves,” I said, both pissed that he’d disappeared and grateful that he hadn’t let them get away without a tail (no pun intended).

“What did they want?”

I explained the conversation we’d had with Teen Wolf while I helped him unwedge himself from the floor. Three long gashes went from just below his right ear all the way to his collarbone, each nearly as wide as my pinkie, each oozing blood. The lack of gushing was a good sign that the wolf had missed his carotid artery. His left arm looked just as painful—a deep bite circled his forearm, and even below the mixed blood, the skin looked swollen and tender.

“You need to get those looked at,” I said as I climbed back out of the Jeep and patted the passenger seat. “Scoot.”

“This side’s soaked with blood,” he said.

“I don’t care. You can’t drive like that.”

“You don’t have a license.”

“Are we really having this conversation while you’re sitting there bleeding?”

He blinked, already a little glassy-eyed. He was pale and breathing through his mouth. Those wounds had to hurt like hell. “Good point.”

He slid over. I circled the Jeep and climbed into the driver’s side, trying to ignore the wet seat and the stink all around me. The summer heat and humidity were not helping matters, and my stomach curled in on itself. I rustled someone’s dirty T-shirt out of the backseat and helped Wyatt wrap that around his arm.

“Guess you got the wolf pretty good,” I said once we were on the road and pointed south.

“Right in the stomach, I think. Why?”

“Uh, because his blood’s all over the place?”

Wyatt shook his head, then winced. “No, I mean why did they attack me and not you two?”

Good question. “Teen Wolf didn’t seem too keen on starting anything today, so I don’t know why he’d let one of them bite and run.”

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