The Savage Grace: A Dark Divine Novel(108)

I lifted the rifle. The flickering red beam of the laser scope danced against Talbot’s black shirt. It bounced up and down, betraying just how badly my hands trembled. I’d never pointed a gun at a person before. “This is loaded with silver bullets.” Two, anyway. “And I know how to shoot it.”

Talbot laughed. It was an airy noise, and I knew he was trying not to break too much of his concentration.

“Maybe that’s the point, Grace. Maybe I want you to shoot me. Or at least I want you to want to shoot me.”

“What does that mean?”

“I’m good at getting Urbats to give in to their inner wolves. Didn’t Caleb tell you that once? I’ve got more style than him. I go after the heart of the matter.” He pressed his hand harder into Daniel’s chest, making his otherwise paralyzed body convulse.

“Don’t! Stop, please. What do you want?”

“For years, I thought all I wanted was Caleb dead, and revenge on Sirhan’s pack for not preventing the death of my parents. That’s all I used to want since I was child—but Caleb’s dead now, and I’m about to win alpha of Sirhan’s pack, like I always planned. The only problem is, you made me want more than that.” His face twisted, and I thought it almost looked like an expression of remorse. “With Daniel gone, I might actually get the thing I want most.”

“So you’ve been pretending all this time? Ever since the warehouse, you’ve just been pretending to be on our side? What about all that crap you said about loving me, and how I made you want to be better?”

“No,” he said. “You really did have an effect on me. You made me want to change for you.” He glanced at me, slightly. “All I wanted when we left that warehouse was you, Grace. We could have been perfect together. Fighting demons. Saving the night. You’re everything I want now, and I tried to be a better man for you. But you wouldn’t let me change. You wouldn’t forgive me…”

My throat constricted and I knew Talbot was right. In all of this, I’d never quite forgiven him. Never really given him a second chance like Jude and the lost boys. I’d brought this upon us all.

“What if I forgive you now?” I asked through gritted teeth. “You let Daniel go and I’ll give you another chance—”

“It’s too late!” Talbot shook his head. “You already told me you’d always choose Daniel,” he said. “You made me want you, and then made it so I couldn’t have you.”

“And that’s when you turned against us?” I asked. “You told the Shadow Kings we’d be at that party so you could rush in and save the day, didn’t you? So you could gain our trust back. Then later you tipped off the SKs about our plan to prolong Sirhan’s life. They attacked the parish because of you, not Jude.”

“It was easy,” he said. “Caleb didn’t even realize I was playing him, too. All I had to do was find one of Caleb’s Akhs and let him read my mind. Or at least the parts of it I wanted him to see. I fed him the plan to attack the parish, to take out Sirhan. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to harness the power of the eclipse, so I tricked the SKs into forcing the ceremony with Sirhan’s death. Caleb had no idea I planned on killing him when he came here tonight.”

“And James? Was that part of your plan, too?” I steadied my hold on the gun so the red laser dot settled on his chest.

“No, that one’s on Caleb. He took the baby on his own.”

“But he wouldn’t have come that night if it hadn’t been for you.”

James almost died because of Talbot. I’d been able to keep my inner wolf at bay since my encounter with Caleb, but now its voice ricocheted through me like a scream in an empty corridor. And now he’s going to kill Daniel if you don’t stop him.

“The way I see it,” Talbot said, “you either lower that gun and let me kill Daniel. Or you can decide to kill me and turn into a werewolf like the rest of us. No more of this Divine One shit.”

“What would that accomplish? Do you think if Daniel’s gone, I’ll suddenly love you instead? Or do you think if I turn into the wolf, I’ll suddenly like you better? Because then I’ll be evil, and I’ll want someone evil like you? You really think that would work?”


“It’s worth a shot,” Talbot said. “I don’t exactly have anything to lose. I predict you’ll go wolf before you can even pull that trigger. I know how this works. Caleb always tried to rush it, but I get to know my victims. Know exactly how to make them give in.” Talbot slammed his hand against Daniel’s chest, sending another jolt of negative power into him. I experienced Daniel’s whimpers of pain and frustration as he was paralyzed by the power, unable to stop Talbot himself. Blood stained his shirt under Talbot’s hand.

The gun faltered in my grip as I tried to shake off the cries of the wolf, driving me to embrace it. Driving me to let it sink its teeth into Talbot. Rip out his throat for everything he’d done. For what he’s doing to Daniel…

Talbot was right. He knew me too well. He knew exactly what was in my heart. He knew exactly what would push me over the edge. Force me to give in to the cries of the wolf in my head. I’d told him so myself. It would always be Daniel.…

“However will you choose?” Talbot asked. “You let me go, and I will kill him.”