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final, chilling embrace that promised an end to the pain. The air in the Blackwood dungeons was thickLilith. His hands, the same hands that had once held me, were tangled in her honey-blonde hair. And on his neck, where my mark s
a's. The sounds of our children, moments before the Rogue
necting with my ribs with a dull thud. "Stop fakin
had barely ever felt, gave a final, mournful whimper and then...
a, and up at the sliver of moon visible through a high window. *Moon Goddess,*
swallowed
uffocating pressur
lungs. I was drowning. Panic seized me, raw and primal. Thrashing, my hand broke
hing, spitting out mouthfuls of freezing lake
ay? You nearly sc
ceptively concerned voice. I knew
brown eyes wide with feigned worry, was Lilith Vane. But she was younger. So much young
ncern, but with a familiar, biting impatience. He looked seventeen again, lean and powerful, the future
of the scars and calluses of a life of servitude. My arms were un
ld.* The voice was like silver bell
hat licked through my veins, burning away the last vestiges of the weak, lovesick girl I had been
ecoil, her hand pulling back a
said, his voice laced with that commanding Alpha tone
rambled to her feet, apologizin
id
idn't avert my gaze. I didn't cower. I looke
ke. They were used to my quiet, timid presence, my desperate attem
d, Ryker's cousin. His amber eyes were steady, unreadable, as he stepp
t was the first act of kindness I had receive
hey would become: the murderers of my children, the architects of my demise. A blood oath f
ped forward, her hand outstretched. "Sera, let us
my voice low but carrying in the
her eyes instantly welled with tears as she turned her wo
they would. He stepped in front of her, a shield of
ainst me, and a bitter, cold smile touched my lips. It was
tighter around my shoulders, turned my back on them, and began the
e at my back. I could feel his confusion. Somethi
sound I had never heard before, a promise of power that had
her soul. Not Ryker's. Hers. "
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