ARIA POV
"Hold him down!" I shouted as Jaxon's body bucked wildly in the back of the van. His eyes were still pitch black, and that terrible smile twisted his face.
This wasn't my Jaxon. This was something else—something old and evil.
Kael and Lucien pinned Jaxon's arms while I pressed my hands against his chest. Even through his shirt, his skin burned like fire. The babies inside me kicked furiously, as if they could sense the danger.
"What's happening to him?" Lucien asked, fighting to keep Jaxon's arm down.
"The First Enemy," Emma explained, checking Jaxon's heart. "It's an old spirit that was trapped in that stone carving. The experts combined its DNA with Jaxon's."
The thing inside Jaxon laughed—a sound that sent chills down my spine.
"Such strong little wolves," it said in a voice that wasn't Jaxon's. "You think you can stop me? I've waited ages to be free."
