Page 62 of Her Blood Revenge

‘South.’

‘How far to ride?’

‘More than a day. Less than a week.’

‘Tell me what Neve is planning.’

She smiles a twisted smile. One that holds no form of comfort for any against her or her sister. ‘Renatus…’

‘Tell me what she is planning!’

‘Neve will peel the skin from your body and wear you as a pretty coat. And when I return, I will have my puppy play with your insides as we make love. That is what she is planning.’

She reaches up and claws at my face. Blood coats the tips of her fingers before she grips my hand. Her dark magic slams into me, and I’m thrown back, hitting the wall hard.

Ears ringing and with bright spots blurring my vision, I return to my feet. Sinthia is nothing more than the rotting corpse I found her as. Rushing forward, I try to reconnect. Nothing happens. There’s no great pull of power. No rush ofeuphoria.

My fist slams onto the stone, roaring in rage. It’s then I hear the giggling. That fucking giggling. I look up. Sinthia’s spirit rushes me and slams into my body. As I hit the ground, I see my charms in the fingers of her corpse.

Everything goes black.

Chapter eleven

The Wolf

Iwake to the soft touch of Pix’s fingers caressing my cheek. And I smile when her lips begin to leave a trail of kisses down my neck. Her hair tickles my chest as she goes down. Down. Down. I let her explore, relishing in the feel of her mouth on my lower stomach. As she undoes my trousers, I lift my hips, keen to rid myself of any barrier between us.

I let out a long breath when she takes me in her mouth, my cock already hard and ready. It was as soon as I felt her kiss me.

Now. This is a nice way to be woken up!

My fingers knot in her hair as I move her head up and down. I lift my head, watching her head bob as she works me.

Her tongue runs the length of me and swirls around my tip. Her gaze lifts, and her eyes meet mine.

But they’re not her eyes.

They’re Sinthia’s.

Her pale and soulless eyes peer at me through my girl.Herchildlike smile.Hertongue flicked so gently around my cock.

Her wrists are bare and the charms Dorian made her are nowhere to be seen.

‘Hello, puppy,’ she coos. ‘Did youmiss me?’

‘F-Fuck!’ I yell, scrambling away and slamming my foot into her face again and again.

Sinthia has possessed Pix!

Her nose breaks and blood explodes over her face as she falls back off the bed. I’m on her in a second, my hand around her throat as I throttle the bitch.

‘GET THE FUCK OUT OF HER!’ I scream, my fingers tight around her throat. ‘GET OUT!’

She laughs, with blood in her teeth and falling onto her shirt.

Dorian throws me away from her in a second and stands between us, his eyes wide in shock.

‘What the fuck are you doing?!’ he demands.

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