Chapter Sixty-Seven

Riot:

"One-one thousand." I began as I blocked out the feared screams of my brother and the other man that I was sure would also be our mate.

I let my blaze ignite the smoke-filled skies, counting without allowing myself to pay any mind to them as I worked to weaken the skin from the outside, realizing now what Ivy's plans were. We attack the outside; she will attack the outside. I let my focus be broken only long enough to call out to my brother through our link and tell him to take to the sky and use his fire to weaken Ilya's skin.

"Thirty," I called out, forcing myself to keep counting.

She wanted seven minutes inside, seven minutes, and I am going in regardless of her protest.

"Two hundred forty." Even as I neared the seven-minute mark, I forced myself to stay focused……