Page 81 of Blood of a Huntsman

“This needs to end. They need to end. I killed Uncle Antony. He screamed and begged, but I killed him slowly nonetheless. I'm sure you'll hear of it soon. They'll tell you it was the work of some huntsmen, of course. And I will kill Drusilla, too. While she lives, I apparently can’t count on your safety—or Claudia’s."

He said all this very casually, without emotion or shame.

"You're insane."

Seth chuckled. "Everyone I know wants to use me. Everyone. The exceptions are my two sisters. Neither of you have ever asked anything of me. So whoever hurts you signs their own death warrant. Call it insanity if you will.”

She most definitely was calling that insanity.

But she was glad Antony was dead. Glad he'd suffered, too.

“All right, what now?”

“Now, I bring you out by force. And we destroy your wards.”

She stiffened, her eyes widening.

“What?”

Seth grinned, a cocky smirk she was only too familiar with.

“Do you trust me, sister?”

That was the question of the day, wasn’t it? If she listened and he was spouting bullshit, all her friends would suffer. But if there was a chance Seth could really be on her side, she had to take it.

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