With unerring decisiveness, Aubrey strode into the entrance of the facility.
Two people against what is possibly a horde of vampires, it was a deathtrap. Natasha could hardly contain her glee. That stupid girl was walking into her death by herself. Good riddance.
Making a split second decision, Rhyland turned to Nikolai. "Inform Dimitri. Tell him he needs to rally all the Lycans that are under his orders. I will go down with them."
Upon hearing this, Natasha screeched. "No! If you go there you'll die! Not even you can make it out of there! Why are you doing so much for her!?"
"Natasha, stay behind and wait for reinforcements. If we aren't out in an hour, abort the mission. Under no circumstances will you go down there to find us."
"No, just stay here! Let the fae do what they want, it's their family anyways."
When it appeared as if there would be a standstill yet again…
