Bloodbound: Trapped in His Darkness

slam shut

is final.

nd, but ther

weight of his presence presses down like chains around my throat. His

urface before him

Unfor

n, bound

er, a vulture in an expensive suit. His

r your family will ensure yo

ath st

ire, but I swallow it d

el amusement. "You look pale, Evernight.

im. "You can

a smile-something c

hink defiance makes you brave?

he contract

o freedom.

t me, a noose tighte

me?" My voice is hoarse. "You cou

ice is silk and steel. "You've been ruined since

mach t

n't d

l letter to your mother. Before your father finds

od run

alls closing in. The

power

expression unreadable.

s. The ink is thick, the weight of m

leeds onto the paper

smirks.

lints in

ree

roperly,"

itters. "Yo

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gainst my palm. A s

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o your pri

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ains t

oul,

back, satisfie

weight of m

o freedom.

ast ha

ust signed m

ealed in blood. T

is no lo