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lowing object. She knew that voice-cold, mocking, and smooth as silk. Slowly,
said, her voic
ossed, a smug smile tugging at his lips. "Did you really think I'd
realization dawned. "Yo
the darkness behind him, two figures emerged-Elena and Rowan. They l
tay calm. "You told me to come here. You needed me to get this," she
ssandra, you misunderstand. I didn't send you here because I trusted you-I sent you because I
bling under her skin. "Use
something darker. "The truth is, we needed someone with your skills to get past th
apon, her body tense. "What's in this for you,
artifact contains an ancient energy-something Valerian's been using to tip
voice rose with disbelief.
hink, Cassandra. This isn't about domination. It's about survival. Valerian's been
arp. "That's a waste. We could use it, harnes
Cassandra's mind raced as she processed the implications. Ju
ee of them. "You're no better than him," she said, her
old, calculating expression. "Careful, C
r weapon. "You think I'll just hand this over to
haking the walls and sending dust cascading from the ceiling. The faint soun
id, her eyes narrowing. "They
ve time for this." He turned to Cassandra, h
on, she snatched the glowing object from its pedest
He blocked her path, his fangs bared, his eyes glow
e spat, pull
d guards poured in, their weapons trained on the group. Cassandra's heart
on dark. "So much for stealth," he muttered be
guttural snarls of vampires in combat. Cassandra used the distraction to slip into th
in her bag, its unnatural energy pulsing against her side. She didn't know what it was or why it was s
ped into her path, blocking her escape
eri
space around him. His sharp features were illuminated by the faint glo
ng. "I wondered who was foolish enough to break in
r grip tightening on her bla
ound. "Indeed. But you've made a grav
ag at her side. "That artifact belongs to me. Han
d, her voice steady despite t
by a cold, predatory expression
could react
ked under his strike and lashed out with her blade. The weapon grazed h
ght back with everything she had, her movements fueled by desperati
ash of silver streaked through the air, slamm
at the end of the corridor, his crossbo
uted. "I'll
e nodding. She turned and ran, her feet poun
battle, Rowan's voice mingling with Val
racing. She didn't know where she was going or who she could trust, but one thing was clear: the artifact