Draven.
"So, we are using Brackham's demand against him." Meredith's violet eyes were bright now with a hard understanding.
"That's the idea," I said. "To make his wish expose his enemies and his secrets."
They nodded. The room tightened around that single, clean idea.
Dennis's grin spread wide, his sharp teeth flashing as if the idea itself fed him. "I like that," he said, leaning back. "It is indeed a wonderful idea for the humans to sweat, and even a better idea for Brackham to lose a few nights of sleep before we even lift a finger."
"Our goal right now is to drive the vampires out of the city without killing them," I said. "We are not shedding their blood."
Jeffery folded his arms, his expression thoughtful. "But how do we drive the vampires out without killing them, Alpha? You know they will fight back. They will see us as enemies, not allies."
I met his gaze steadily. "Not if their leaders order them to leave."
