Chadstone stood tall and allowed the Ancients’ their scrutiny. The realization of what he was - a creation for one of their games, part of a lifelong elaborate entertainment - would have stopped a mortal’s heart, but he was no mortal and had no heart. They might have created him as a piece in their game, but he’d been created by the laws of the shadows and he knew those rules as innately as they did. If they thought they could outsmart him, they were wrong.
He’d already outsmarted them.
“Perhaps, boy, you should see about getting your prey back,” one said.
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