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part that would f
what Heidi and Preston expected to happen in the grove. I did not give Hazel the whole pl
she said nothing. Her fear rose in the dark between us
ered at last. "We let them t
A small, dangerous smile touched my lips. "We are going to give them exactly what they want. And
opping even lower. "I need you
f burned. "No! Miss Fae, I can't! It's
g a confidence that slowly quelled her panic. "Trust me,
light of dusk, wrapped in my distinctive silver-gray cloak with the ho
, my eyes hard. "But I will be there. Before h
een me as timid and afraid, was now looking at a stra
ou will run. You will go to the old root cellar by the northern wall and
st and pulled out a tiny, carved woode
, but the pack's patrol hounds can hear it from a mile away. When you he
kles white. The fear was still in her eyes, but now
Miss Fae,"
eturn, touched my lips. "I knew I cou
be-the very one I had worn to my doom in my previous life. I draped it ov
om under my bed. From the dark space beneath
Inside lay a set of fine metalworking tool
f the art of smithing. I had dreamed of forging a magnificent blade for my Al
fore we go," I told her, not of
shocked anyone who knew me. I was not just Fae Graham, the wolfless Omega
ca of the ceremonial dagger H
o nicks, no scratches,
horizon, painting the sky in shades of
, cloaked sentinel, her nervousne
w silver dagger, identical in every way to
I took a small vial of a potent sleeping draught I'd acq
oice calm and steady. I handed h
drew the hood low over her face. With a final, determined n
nto the growing shadows. I took the hunter's path, a hidden tra
But this time, I
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