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What the fuck had she been thinking when she went

back tonight to save Dagan Krayl? She should have

run. Should have kept on running.

Her vision was fading in and out. Black to gray and

back again. Then she heard noise, loud, discordant and

she forced her thoughts to reform from the splintered

shards they’d become. She realized Dagan was right in

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her face, yelling, calling her name, forcing her back

from the place she had floated to.

“Don’t you fucking die,” he snarled, eyes blazing,

features taut. “Look at me, right here.” He made a V

with his index and middle finger and pointed at his

eyes. “Stay with me, Roxy.”

She tried. She really tried. But she felt like she was

watching an out-of-focus movie as her vision wove in

and out. Her exhalation was ragged, more sob than

breath. The urge to howl rose inside her, because she

had no strength. Weak. So weak.

“Blood.” She needed a raging river of it.

Please.The word had no voice, no volume. She was

too weak to speak anymore, too weak to move. She

could do little more than raise her hand ineffectively.

Then hedidunderstand. She saw the minute widening of his eyes. Only that. It was enough to tell her

he’d caught the gist.

Jerking back, he stared down at her, and she thought

he meant to decline, to tell her she was touched in the

head, to refuse her the only thing that would save her

now. He had to know his blood could save her. He’d

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