Six
Six
HIM
As my seven brothers and I all sit around the kitchen table, waiting to be served by Micha and Mother, we discuss the shitstorm we ran into last night. Antonio is faster than a fucking bullet – something that shouldn’t be possible and which caught us completely off guard.
His Family has always eaten the dead members of their pack as a way to keep their “souls” with them. Somewhere along the line, though, that ritual turned into actual magic, and with every soul consumed, they gain a small boost of power. But the keyword is small. Antonio would have had to eat a whole pack, if not more, to gain the strength and speed he has now.
“You think he’s captured a rival pack?” Rudy, my second youngest brother, signs. He was born unable to speak due to Mother having been hit with a blast of magic while she was pregnant with him.
It’s a good question. Although the magic only works if