Beast & Revenge

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nded to plan

d my control that it seems only fitting tha

outer wall of the castle—one I might have missed

mi

all himself my brother just because we were both taken and raised by the sa

n to meet my end at his side

ound one y

whisper, only audible because he has pressed his head clo

acking away as I pull the

imagine he is glaring at me for my show of disgust. He says nothing, though, he only runs h

t for authenticity, ensuring it isn’t th

et going.” I pluck the rose neatly from his hand, gr

where,” he says, maki

s you’d like to walk to the alchemist’s house from here. The only

ie an ocean away, so I s

tral as ever, but I sense impatience brimm

id commenting on his last statement

. I made sure of that when I left a very clear trail of c

sted for nearly two months. A small indentation remains, serving

ngle night together, he will be furious. devastated. Bu

n to you, Damian, not when you so often let your baser in

lans,” he says with a deadly calm th

ees, hoping that he will follow me. This is the crux of my

bly with relief. My spirited hestrin' Gideon is tied to a trunk only a few paces away. His handler is

e no

age pony, and Damian slithers in behind me. Gideon shuffles his fee

hiss in my ear, Gideon’s lumbering steps giving him the excuse he needs t

g in a pool of her own blood. I saw Damian