DESCENDANTS OF AZAZELCHAPTER 11 — THE ELDERThe man stood in the doorway as if the destruction around him meant nothing.Broken glass covered the floor.Furniture was overturned.Blood stained the walls.Several Nephilim were unconscious.Yet the man didn't even glance at them.His attention remained fixed on Jack.Jack stared back.He had expected someone terrifying.Instead, the man looked almost ordinary.He was probably in his late forties, dressed in a black coat over a dark shirt. His hair was beginning to gray at the sides, and his face was calm enough to make the destruction around him seem unreal.But Jack could hear his heartbeat.Slow.Steady.Almost unnaturally steady.The man took one step forward."Jackson Carter."Jack didn't answer.The man looked at Marcus."You failed to keep him hidden."Marcus raised the dark weapon."Take another step and find out what happens."The Elder looked at the weapon.Then back at Marcus."You still carry that?"Marcus's expression harde

DESCENDANTS OF AZAZELCHAPTER 13 — THE MAN WHO DIEDThe handle turned.Slowly.Nobody moved.Jack stood beside Maya, staring at the metal door.His father's reaction had changed everything.Marcus Carter was not a man who frightened easily.Jack had seen him fight supernatural attackers without hesitation. He had watched him stand between his family and people strong enough to tear through walls.But now Marcus looked terrified.Not nervous.Not cautious.Terrified.Jack whispered, "Dad."Marcus didn't answer.The handle turned again.Click.Adrian raised his weapon.Lucian moved toward the opposite side of the room.Maya stepped closer to Jack."Who is outside?"Jack shook his head."I don't know."Marcus finally spoke."Everyone stay back."The door began to open.A hand appeared first.Pale.Scarred.The fingers curled around the edge.Then a man stepped through.Jack stared.He was tall and thin, with dark hair that was beginning to gray. His face was calm, almost expressionless.

DESCENDANTS OF AZAZELCHAPTER 15 — THE GIRL I CAME BACK FORThe creature stood in the darkness.Jack couldn't move.Neither could anyone else.Its silver eyes remained fixed on him."The blood has returned."The words echoed through the tunnel.Jack swallowed.Then something unexpected happened.The creature stepped backward.The silver glow in its eyes faded.And the enormous figure disappeared into the darkness.Nobody spoke.Jack looked at Elias."What just happened?"Elias was staring into the tunnel."I don't know.""You're supposed to know everything.""I don't."Jack turned toward Marcus."What about you?"Marcus shook his head."I've never seen it before."Jack looked at Maya.She was still staring into the darkness."Do you know what it is?""No."Jack sighed."Great."Adrian stepped forward."Whatever it is, we need to leave."Jack looked toward the collapsed tunnel behind them."How?"Adrian looked around."There should be another passage."They began searching.Jack stayed

DESCENDANTS OF AZAZELCHAPTER 17 — AFTER THE KISSJack didn't say anything for several seconds.Amy was still holding his hand.The football field was slowly emptying as teachers directed students back toward the building. The fire alarm had stopped, but nobody seemed ready to return to class. Groups of students stood around the parking lot, talking excitedly about the fight.Jack could hear almost all of them."Did you see that guy?""He threw someone down the stairs.""Was that a knife?""I think the police are coming."Jack looked toward the school.Police.That was a problem.He looked at Amy."You should go home."She frowned."Again?""There's probably going to be questions.""About the fight?""Yeah.""And what about you?""I'll handle it."Amy gave him a look."You always say that."Jack smiled slightly."I know."She squeezed his hand."You're not getting rid of me that easily."Jack looked at her."Okay."For the first time that morning, he allowed himself to breathe.Then D

CHAPTER 19 — THE BOY IN THE HALLWAYI didn't sleep.Not even for a minute.I stayed in my room until morning, sitting on the edge of my bed with the photograph in my hands.Three people.My father.My mother.Evelyn.And the baby.The other baby.Every time I looked at the photograph, the same question came back.Who was he?And why had everyone spent seventeen years keeping him from me?At six thirty, I finally went downstairs.Mom was already in the kitchen.She looked exhausted.Dad was standing beside the window, staring outside.Neither of them looked surprised to see me."You heard everything last night," I said.Dad turned."Yes.""Then tell me the truth."He was quiet.I put the photograph on the table."Who is the other boy?"Dad looked at it."We don't know where he is.""That's not what I asked.""He was taken.""By who?""Evelyn."I stared at him."But she said you stole me from her.""She lied.""Then why did she have the other baby?"Dad's jaw tightened."Because she bel