CHAPTER 35

“Russel!” He heard the shout and knew it was Lola calling out for him. He didn’t want to look up at her though. Didn’t want her to see the pain in his eyes and his utter lack of hope. He knew winning this fight against his father was a long shot. Hell, not even a long shot. More like a never going to happen. Carter Polver was over three centuries old and had taken on much worse opponents than himself and ones that had been a hell of a lot stronger. He’d taken down vampires, ghouls, oni, other were-shifters, and even a demi-goddess. Russel was strong but he wasn’t taking down a godlike being strong. The best he was hoping for was to stall his father and brothers and maybe give Lola a chance, however small, to get away. His eyes rolled toward her and a burst of despair swept through him. She was being restrained now and he knew the two holding on to her would never let her get away. They were too well-trained for that. There truly was no hope now. Once his father finished toying with