cka
heir faces could curd
. A scream tore from her throat as she tried
ound it had become rage, I grabbed the coll
into the fabric. My vision narrowed until all I
ot out, reaching
at my arms, drawing thin lines of blood. Brice an
e yelled, his hands c
t know I possessed. He stumbled backwar
ard nothing, felt nothing but the singular, bur
ed around the m
ull
snapped. The pendant was min
il, clutching at her neck whe
was a small anchor in a sea of chaos. I looked up at their ugly, contor
one wit
en, blind surge of despair and defiance, I turned around a
xpected. I drew my arm back and hur
lint against the morning sky, before disappearing
ped abruptly. Everyon
nger, "neither can you." Before the words had faded, a cold fear s
d, a sleek black Bentley glided to a
Jame's driver.-emerged from the driver's seat. He moved wit
g arms before becoming impassive once more. His arrival was a silent, powerful reminder of whose territor
watched me fight, watched me throw the necklace, and I cou
as my
tion was diverted
site direction, sprinting across the dew-slicked
otton of the shirt and scratc
stares-disgusted, furious, a
pths of the garden, a
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