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Her smug expression scraped against my soul. “We’re sick of your voice. Kindly piss off.”
She scrunched her face. “Fuck you. This is only the beginning. If you and The Sun don’t hand yourselves over in five days, great suffering will come to the streets of Coldharbour. Be fucking warned.”
A shiver of dread hit my confidence.
“Unless we kill you now,” Issac said. “You’re fair game now, your bond bullshit is down.”
“You can’t beat me or House Kingwood,” she returned. “You’re too weak, at a complete disadvantage with no Star to make you whole.”
Cue laughter.
Aaron aimed his gun. “Do you know where he is?”
“Fuck off.”
“Take your own advice, dog breath.”
She glanced at the sea. “Well, have a great evening.”
Magic bloomed in my hands courtesy of my witch bangle. We’d brewed offensive potions but hadn’t taken them in our rush down here.
Silly…
“You’re not leaving this beach,” I warned.
The witches beside her pulled potions from their pockets.
Rhianna cocked her head.
The two witches tossed the potions into the air. Both vials burst, black whooshing into a dark swirl of clouds, smothering the three of them. Seconds later, it cleared, but Rhianna and her were cronies gone.
Dammit.
Chapter 35
DRAKE
Ifollowed Riley back up the beach, submerged in numbness, the stench of charred flesh burning my nostrils.
Rhianna. Rhianna. Rhianna. A permanent stain. Always around to haunt my life.
She’d never let me go. Broken bond or not, our lives were entwined.
Fuck. I took deep sniffs of the ginkgo, adding to the burn in my nose. It didn’t work, seeming to only exacerbate my frustrations.
I should have killed her. One final act, take her down, spare Riley the grief of her shit. Because the five-day threat was a promise.
House Kingwood would make Coldharbour bleed.
You failed again, trash.
I did, watching everything play out without doing a thing.
Useless.
Useless.
Useless.
