friend.
Rebecka hugged her back and then smiled at her. âYouâre not going to believe who we found.â
Rathbone grabbed Rebecka by the shoulder. âLet her find out for herself.â
The fighters regrouped and headed out toward Highway 101 to join the small band of people, now the hope of the entire planet, hidden twenty miles away.
âI canât believe we survived,â Rathbone said. âYou know what this means, ladies. Heaven is on our side, and things are about to change.â
âHumans, werecats, and nocturnals, and whatever the hell Aiden is,â said Rebecka. âIâd say thatâs some tapestry of sorts.â
Rathbone watched the sun come up. He didnât see the nocturnals disappear, but when he scanned the sky, they were gone. He was glad they had come to the rescue, but he wasnât sorry to see them go.
Rathbone thought about what he needed to tell Piper Reyes, who was sitting in the rear of the vehicle. Heâd known Piper nearly twenty years, since sheâd returned after three years missing in action during a sweep across the continent for werecat survivors. She was a crucial player in his strategic alliance between humans and werecats, and also one of his best friends. Heâd spent countless nights consoling her over her lost children.
Rathbone turned to look at her. She had been meditating, but now she opened her eyes and saw him. âWhen did you get back?â he asked.
âA few weeks ago,â she replied. âGabriel and I made it to New York, but it took us months. When we arrived, the girls were gone. The Library was burned to the ground, and word on the street was that my daughters had been killed outside the gates. So we sneaked into Alexâs compound, and Gabriel held a knife to his throat while I questioned him.â
âAnd?â
âHe said itâs true. The girls had fallen in with some young street thug named Aiden.â
âReally? Aiden, you say?â
âAlex said they accidentally set fire to the Hunter Library and left the city in fear theyâd be thrown into a cellar for life. Alex said he sent a group after them, but before they could get to them, the girls and this Aiden boy were attacked by a band of hyenas. But I just canât believe it. In my heart, I know theyâre still alive.â
âHyenas, eh? Never did trust them. In some ways, I think theyâre more conniving than ferals. But it sounds to me like this Alex is even more conniving than hyenas and ferals put together.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âYouâll find out soon enough. But how didyou get back here, and how did you end up in L.A.?â
âWe were holed up in New York for weeks as Alex and his men hunted us. Alex wasnât just going to let us walk out, regardless of what truths he pulled out of us, so we stole his biplane.â
Rathbone chuckled. âStole a plane, eh? Thatâs the Gabriel I know.â
âYep, thatâs my Gabriel,â she replied. âUnfortunately, by the time we made it back across the continent, the northern fog was so heavy that we couldnât make it to the mountains. We had no choice but to turn south and land in L.A.â
âWhereâs Gabriel?â
âWhen we landed, we reported back to Olympia. Gabriel was given orders to lead a group of scouts back north. They needed me here to prep against a growing group of ferals from the east. We never realized how bad the feral infestation would be or that it would happen so fast. The feral population has quadrupled since we left, and that was less than a year ago. Now I know we shouldâve stayed. We were needed here. I knew better than to go, but my heart just couldnât let go of my girls.â
âPiper,â Rathbone said, reaching his right hand backward to grab hold of hers. âYou donât have to let go.â
âWeâre here,â Rebecka said as she spotted the