Epilogue 1: Ishir

One month later

“Take a look at this, Ish,” Cedric says to me.

He and I have been hunting the hybrids that we know are out here, but so far, they are adept at evading us. However, they leave their trail of devastation behind them.

“They’re getting more violent,” I say to him.

“Yes, I’m starting to be able to distinguish between the two groups. The first group of hybrids seems to kill to eat and they clean up everything but the blood. This group…”

“They’re starting to enjoy the kill,” I finish for him.

“And they’re upping their game. It’s as if they are practicing, almost like they are planning on attacking something larger, or stronger,” he says looking at me meaningfully.

“If they come for our dragons, they will meet their match, and their end,” I say.

“If they come anywhere near my children or my pack, I’ll destroy them. I was willing to help them before and maybe we can still help the other group, but this one? I’m not sure they want our help.”

“This is the group that had a