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eneath her stuck to her thighs through the thin fabric of her dress, and the windows blurred with droplets, makin

't said

t turning her head, Adrien was seated there like a statue sculpted from smoke and steel. His jaw clenched,

like spice and

. She wanted to scream, but the weight of fear pressed down on

aw exactly how it happened. And now

red, not recognizing her own voice. It

dn't

I'll forget it. I didn't even see

said coldly, eyes s

ere sharp enough for Ravee

d and then

w, her head was cast down and she looked so dismayed. With th

but they weren't headed downtown. No lights, no traffic. Wherever they were going

oat tig

un, she beg

ld she survive? Would he shoot her in

d winding, decorated weirdly by shadowy stone gargoyles. The house ahead wasn't a house-it was a mansion.

prestigious family ha

de. A tall man in a long black coat motioned for her to

er legs giving up on he

in cold. The man helped her up and led her up the stair

king, but defin

rk wooden floors. Stone sculptures that watched her like silen

slow and graceful like a wolf th

er. "Take her to the west

from me?" Ravenna aske

ou shouldn't have. So until I decide what to do with you, you stay. Do what

ed, but no wo

stray dog," he added, then turned his

his phone and dialed a number. "Find out e

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her in was nicer

ighting. But the door locked from the ou

treaked cheeks, bruised lips, rain-matted hair. A shell of the girl she had been only two days ago, she

d now, kidnapped,

oming for her. Not her parents. Not her brother,

d something told her he wasn't t