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himself. He hated the feeling of helplessness Remy's voice could inflict.
    “Release me, damn you,” Arak hissed, his body taut with tension.
    “If I do, you had better not storm out of this room or turn around swinging at me,” Remy announced as he stepped in between Bale and Arak, coming to a stop directly behind their friend, frozen in place. “There is more at play here, and we need to discuss what has been going on.”
    “All right,” Arak said through clenched teeth. Suddenly finding he was free, he whipped around, fists tightened in rage. But his hands remained at his sides as he glared at Remy. “Do that again and I will knock you into next week,” he growled before skirting around Remy and dropping into a nearby seat.
    Remy's gaze followed Arak before resting on Bale, and Bale just shook his head. Talking about the traitor in front of Arak or Levi was a bad idea. Sure, he didn't want to believe either one had sold him out. Hell, he didn't want to believe any of them capable of such an action. But someone had. Of that he had no doubt.
    But apparently Remy had other ideas.
    “The female Faith was not the intended victim of the Utukku essence, Arak,” Remy stated tersely.
    “Who, then?” Arak countered in surprise, leaning forward in his seat.
    “Who do you think?” Bale asked somewhat reluctantly. “I was to be the lucky recipient.”
    “But how? Why?” Arak asked, flabbergasted. “Utukku essence cannot be that easy to come by, especially for a lower-level demon. And who knew you would be there anyway?”
    When no one responded, Arak shook his head. “No way!” he snapped as he jumped to his feet.
    “There is no way a Grigori would have done this. We are brothers.”
    Bale shook his head, uncertain how to respond. He would have liked to believe they were brothers, but Faith lay in his bed, proof otherwise.
    “Jesus, Bale, you have always had a suspicious nature, but do you really think one of us would try to terminate you?”
    Bale turned his back on his brother. Remy clasped his shoulder in support as Bale passed him on the way to the window. He took over the spot Remy had just vacated, staring out over the bailey. It was easier to ignore the other occupants in the room if he did not have to face them.
    “Son of a bitch. You do, Balam. Do you think it was me?” Arak demanded.
    “Did he not bring Faith to you?” Remy asked, interceding before accusations could start being flung.
    Bale bit his lip, the denial that Faith was his on the tip of his tongue, but Arak, appeased by the connotation in Remy's question, smiled and flopped back into his chair.
    “No, Arak. Bale wonders if it is me,” Levi said quietly, joining the conversation for the first time.
    “Jesus Christ. Excuse me for being just a little fucking bit cautious after someone tried to kill me.”

    The Watchers: Faith Revisited
    15

    Remy swore under his breath. This was the day he had feared, when he would have to reveal the deaths in Germany had been an organized slaughter. Having spent far too many nights with Bale agonizing over plans gone awry and demons seeming to expect them when they shouldn't, Remy understood Bale's hesitation. It was one of the reasons Remy hated allowing any of them to hunt alone. The lines between friend and foe seemed to be shifting; to what extent was the only question.
    “You all know fifty years ago the enclave in Germany was damn near wiped out,” Remy interrupted, drawing everyone's attention away from Bale's outburst and back to their present predicament. “But what has been kept quiet is that it did not just end there.” Remy's gaze did not break from Bale's as the room erupted in chaos.
    Outrage cast a wild look on Arak's face, and Remy sympathized when he finally turned to look at Arak. He'd often felt the very same way when a member of one of the European enclaves disappeared. Levi, on the other hand, seemed unfazed by the news. While they had never spoken of it, he wouldn't be surprised