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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Keep Reading ...
  64. Also by Derek Landy
  65. About the Publisher

“I don’t have to justify anything, Amber. We made you. You belong to us. We have every right to eat you.”

“Yeah? Take a bite.”

“The time for that has passed, as you well know.”

“Then why are you here? The Hounds aren’t chasing you, they’re chasing me. Why aren’t you hiding under a rock somewhere?”

“Because we are Lamonts,” said her father from behind her. An involuntary groan escaped Amber’s lips. “We do not hide for long,” Bill continued, walking up to join them. “We do not cower. We’re always looking for the next opportunity.”

Amber looked at her parents, and she just knew. “You’re working with the Hounds.”

Betty fixed her hair, then traced her fingers over her horns. “The Shining Demon reached out to us. Who were we to say no to Astaroth, Duke of Hell?”

“What’d he offer you? A new deal?”

“The absolution of old debts,” said Bill.

“Providing you hand me over.”

He shrugged. “Naturally.”

Amber’s hands were still sticky with Milo’s blood. If she allowed herself to be taken away, he was a dead man. “How about something more?”

“No bargaining,” said Bill. “You’ve got nothing to offer us that we’d be interested in.”

“How about power? Would you be interested in power?”

Bill’s smile revealed his fangs. “What do you know about power, Amber?”

“The Shining Demon has a brother, did you know that? Naberius. He tried to betray Astaroth, but Astaroth turned the tables, and now Naberius is in chains. Didn’t you even ask why this town makes you shift, or how they’ve constructed the barrier?”

Betty frowned. “The brother’s power is being tapped.”

Amber nodded. “Naberius, yes. I can take you to him.”

“Revert. I can’t tell if you’re lying when you look like this.”

Amber hesitated, then reverted. She moaned as the pain swept in, but resisted the urge to curl into a ball.

“You’ve seen him?” Betty asked. “This Naberius?”

“No,” Amber said, her voice quieter. She hated how meek she was, wearing her ugly old face. “But I know where he is and I know how to get there.”

“Tell us.”

She shook her head. “I’ll show you.”

“Tell us or we’ll kill your little friend,” Betty said.

Amber glanced at Kelly’s unconscious form. “He’s in an underground cell,” she said, “but you need a special key to get in. I have one – I took it from Dacre Shanks.”

“Hand it over.”

“It’s in Milo’s car,” said Amber. “In the impound lot. I’ll take you to it, I’ll give you the key, and you let us go. When you release Naberius, I’m sure he’ll grant you whatever you ask.”