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viewed the men and women left—they were the ones he couldn’t get a read on to figure out what being they were. He returned his attention to Lupo.
    “Who are they?”
    “I’m not the only one Blagden has been trying to recruit. He is approaching all the Shadowers in exile, promising them power if they help him.”
    Lennox looked back at the people around them. They dropped their glamour. A variety of hair and eye colours were revealed, as well as their power. Although they all looked in human age to be in their mid-twenties to early forties—as Lupo appeared to be—Lennox felt they were, in Shadower age, much older than their appearance, in the range of Blagden and Lupo. That made them the ancients of the Shadower race. The ones his people thought had been lost in battle over the years. He exchanged grim glances with Harmony, then met Lupo’s gaze.
    “How many have said yes?” he demanded.
    “None. Here, they have allegiance to me. I’m maintaining them so they do not turn Xiruis. T hey follow me.”
    “What happens when Fyodor arrives here? We cannot afford a Shadower war for power on Earth soil,” Lennox said sharply.
    Pride was on Lupo’s face as he exchanged glances with the people surrounding them. An uneasy feeling filled Lennox. Lupo smiled. Lennox didn’t want to hear what he was going to say.
    “Do—?”
    Lupo’s words overrode his. “We will pledge our allegiance to Fyodor, and, by extension, to you, the Shadow Prince.”
    “You’re not going to manipulate me into accepting.”
    “Nope. I’m not doing that. This will make you think seriously about Fyodor’s offer.”
    “I have been thinking on it.”
    “With the intention of turning him down. You are worthy of this, my son,” Lupo said fiercely.
    “Don’t you dare think to act like you know me or my thoughts. You left me.” Lennox slammed his fist on the table.
    Lupo nodded. “I did. And this is what makes you think you’re not worthy of things that are for you.” Lupo flicked a glance to Harmony, then back to him. “Stop fighting so hard and accept your due.”
    “Fuck you.”
    “Ahhh…so you do have my temper. Takes a while to get there, doesn’t it?”
    Lennox threw up his hand, sending a blast of power. A golden film enclosed his power and drew it back, suspending it in the air.
    “You dare interfere!” he roared at Harmony.
    “That’s what bond shadows do—stop Neanderthals from acting like cavemen. Are you all done trying to rile each other so we can get back to the topic at hand? Namely, Blagden trying to recruit all these Shadowers, who, by my count, number at least seventy.”
    “Oh, but, my son’s bond shadow, you are so very wrong,” Lupo said.
    Harmony’s eyes widened as the walls around them dropped, revealing all the Shadowers. Lennox stood, awed at the numbers.
    “There are thousands,” Harmony whispered.
    “How?” Lennox turned to Lupo and stood tall and straight in front of him. “Blagden may have just started recruiting those for his battle, but I have been at it a long time. He has no idea how many exiles there actually are. Vielliies !” Lupo let out a battle cry.
    Lennox’s hair stood up as the Shadowers echoed it. The sounds resounded, rising in a chant. He reached out, feeling the area outside the establishment. There was no awareness of how many Shadowers were on the Earth plane.
    “How?”
    “The same reason your agency is having a hard time pinning Blagden or his followers down. The one weapon only those of ancient blood know. The Jelvis —the Shadow Cloak.”
    It would explain why, since their initial sweep, they could not find anyone. All their fruitless searches, and no trace of Blagden or his followers, because of something beyond what any of them knew.
    “You’re coming with me to the agency. We can keep it vague to the others, but Christos, Eve and Niya must be told something,” Lennox stated firmly.
    “I will not show these people our greatest weapon.”
    “I’m not