Scratch that. I won’t kill Adir. I’m going todestroyhim.
I will act slowly, drawing out that bastard's agony to unimaginable heights. I’m going to bring his body to the brink of utter ruin only to allow his Immortal powers to mend him.
Hells, I may even enlist a healer to help.
Then, once he’s on the cusp of reprieve, I’ll start the process again. I will continue to break and mend him, break and mend him, until he learns what happens when you go after my?—
“What the fuck do you mean you heard her scream?” Lome barks, cutting off my violent thoughts. “You just said she was well the last time you saw her.”
“She was!” Eric cries out, fearful of the wrath rolling off me and my siblings. Pulses of power surge through the room.
“What did Adir do to her?” Eshe asks.
“I don’t know.” He trembles like a leaf. “I came here right away to tell you.”
A growl vibrates in my chest. I run a hand through my hair, tugging on the strands, trying to get control of my anger. The promise of violence ripping through my soul is so strong, so potent, it demands release.
“You did well, Eric.” Thane sounds far calmer than I could ever hope to be at this moment. “Thank you for all you’ve done to discover this information, as well as risking your safety to bring it to us.”
Eric lowers his head. “It is my honor, my lord.”
“There’s one more thing we’d like you to do,” Thane says.
My hand falls to my side. My brows turn down.
Eric’s features tighten. “What is it, my lord?”
My brother takes a pen and paper from the top desk drawer. “I need you to draw a map of Adir’s stronghold. Make note of the entrances and any weak points.”
“Weak points?’
“Yes.” Thane slides the paper toward Eric but locks eyes with me. “The sort of weak points where an army of lesser Immortals could blast right through.”
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DARCIE
Hands dig into my biceps,shaking me hard.
“Wake up!”someone yells into my ear. “Darcie, wake up! We need to get out of here!”
The shout cuts through my muddled mind. I hear the voice, loud and desperate—but no matter how hard I try, I can’t pry my eyelids open.
I’m trapped.
I try to move my arm, hand, fingers—anything—but nothing responds. My mind’s wide awake, but my body’s frozen.
Crash!
The ground beneath me shudders.
My heartbeat accelerates as flashes of Adir’s study play behind my eyelids. His power… he shot it through my head. It felt like he fried my brain and burned a hole in my skull.
It wasexcruciating.
I don’t know if I passed out from the pain or if Adir did something to knock me unconscious. Either way, the fact Ican’t open my eyes right now isn’t good. I can only pray the damage to my head isn’t permanent.
“Bella!” a second voice—a man’s voice—sounds from somewhere farther away. “What’s the hold-up? We need to get out of here. NOW!”