together and end this soon before they suffered any more casualties or the damn humans got a clue about the real
world surrounding them.
The war originally started when the Masters, vampire leaders, united with one goal in mind; find Isabella McGuire and
get their hands on her computer program Tattletale . Unfortunately for the Masters they hadn't known that Isabella was a
Sentinel and his destined mate.
Sentinels were the natural defense against vampires, demons and shifters. Every ten years, ten Sentinels, five males and
five females were born on November 25th to human and Sentinel females. For a Sentinel to be born to a human, the mother had
to be carrying twins so that the entwined souls of the Sentinel could move undetected with the soul of the human sibling. Most
of the human twins died during the birth, because they were unable to handle the changes that occurred in the womb when the
half-human and half-angel soul combined to create a Sentinel. Every destined Sentinel pair shared a human and an angel soul.
Izzy, his little Munchkin, owned the other halves of his souls and his heart. She was the love of his life and the person who
made him whole and happy. Before her he'd lived a barely there existence, only living for his family. She'd saved him in more
ways than one and gave him the greatest treasure in the world, his precious baby girl.
He'd do anything for his family and it killed him that they were stuck here in Boston, where his Munchkin couldn't step so
much as a foot out of the compound out of fear that a minion, demon, shifter or a vampire might spot her and realize that she
wasn't really dead. About a week after his sneaky little stubborn Munchkin wiggled her way into taking a job at the compound
to save her beautiful little ass from being shipped off to a Sentinel island where she would have lived a safe, yet secluded life,
they faked her death. Not every Master bought it, but enough of them did, so it took some pressure off of everyone.
The attacks on humans and the searches for Izzy came to an abrupt halt, but unfortunately that didn't stop the war. Demons,
shifters, and Masters decided it was time for an uprising. Packs all over the world were attacking each other as well as
demons and vampire nests. Pack members were trying to take down their Alphas. Masters were feuding more so than usual and
demons were coming in from behind and trying to make a power play while everyone else was distracted.
If they kept their damn squabbling amongst themselves it would be fine, but they weren't. They were attacking the
Sentinels and some of them were uniting for the first time in centuries, to get the job done. Worse, the humans were getting
caught in the middle. If they didn't end this shit soon, the humans were going to start questioning a lot of shit they never should
have seen.
He wished the war was his only problem, but it wasn't. About three months ago his younger brother Joshua had been shot
while protecting their little brother, Marc. By jumping in front of him, Joshua had also saved the life of a rogue Alpha as well
as Marc's life. Kale, the shifter they couldn't seem to get rid of now, who came and went from the compound as he pleased and
spent way too much time with his little Munchkin, gave Joshua blood and shoved him and Marc into a tunnel before a group of
demons, intent on getting their hands on little Marc, could stop him.
Ephraim heard Marc's screams for help and found Joshua on the verge of dying and did something he still beat himself up
for today, he gave Joshua his blood. It normally wouldn't have been a problem, but his father hadn't known that Joshua already
ingested shifter blood. If Ephraim had been a vampire, Joshua would have died the instant the blood mixed with the shifter's
blood, but he wasn't.
His father was a Pyte, a true immortal born of a vampire father who was incapable of dying. As a Pyte his blood was
potent enough to only change one person into a
world surrounding them.
The war originally started when the Masters, vampire leaders, united with one goal in mind; find Isabella McGuire and
get their hands on her computer program Tattletale . Unfortunately for the Masters they hadn't known that Isabella was a
Sentinel and his destined mate.
Sentinels were the natural defense against vampires, demons and shifters. Every ten years, ten Sentinels, five males and
five females were born on November 25th to human and Sentinel females. For a Sentinel to be born to a human, the mother had
to be carrying twins so that the entwined souls of the Sentinel could move undetected with the soul of the human sibling. Most
of the human twins died during the birth, because they were unable to handle the changes that occurred in the womb when the
half-human and half-angel soul combined to create a Sentinel. Every destined Sentinel pair shared a human and an angel soul.
Izzy, his little Munchkin, owned the other halves of his souls and his heart. She was the love of his life and the person who
made him whole and happy. Before her he'd lived a barely there existence, only living for his family. She'd saved him in more
ways than one and gave him the greatest treasure in the world, his precious baby girl.
He'd do anything for his family and it killed him that they were stuck here in Boston, where his Munchkin couldn't step so
much as a foot out of the compound out of fear that a minion, demon, shifter or a vampire might spot her and realize that she
wasn't really dead. About a week after his sneaky little stubborn Munchkin wiggled her way into taking a job at the compound
to save her beautiful little ass from being shipped off to a Sentinel island where she would have lived a safe, yet secluded life,
they faked her death. Not every Master bought it, but enough of them did, so it took some pressure off of everyone.
The attacks on humans and the searches for Izzy came to an abrupt halt, but unfortunately that didn't stop the war. Demons,
shifters, and Masters decided it was time for an uprising. Packs all over the world were attacking each other as well as
demons and vampire nests. Pack members were trying to take down their Alphas. Masters were feuding more so than usual and
demons were coming in from behind and trying to make a power play while everyone else was distracted.
If they kept their damn squabbling amongst themselves it would be fine, but they weren't. They were attacking the
Sentinels and some of them were uniting for the first time in centuries, to get the job done. Worse, the humans were getting
caught in the middle. If they didn't end this shit soon, the humans were going to start questioning a lot of shit they never should
have seen.
He wished the war was his only problem, but it wasn't. About three months ago his younger brother Joshua had been shot
while protecting their little brother, Marc. By jumping in front of him, Joshua had also saved the life of a rogue Alpha as well
as Marc's life. Kale, the shifter they couldn't seem to get rid of now, who came and went from the compound as he pleased and
spent way too much time with his little Munchkin, gave Joshua blood and shoved him and Marc into a tunnel before a group of
demons, intent on getting their hands on little Marc, could stop him.
Ephraim heard Marc's screams for help and found Joshua on the verge of dying and did something he still beat himself up
for today, he gave Joshua his blood. It normally wouldn't have been a problem, but his father hadn't known that Joshua already
ingested shifter blood. If Ephraim had been a vampire, Joshua would have died the instant the blood mixed with the shifter's
blood, but he wasn't.
His father was a Pyte, a true immortal born of a vampire father who was incapable of dying. As a Pyte his blood was
potent enough to only change one person into a
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