reaper. If I had—” she shook her head “—well, it
doesn’t matter. You’d already been blooded and
marked. Already fed from his pranic force. I can’t
imagine what that was like.” There was both awe and
a faint tinge of disgust in her tone.
“So what are you saying?” Roxy felt a surge of
panic. “I’m no longer a Daughter of Aset? Because I
fed from a soul reaper’s life force?”
Genuine terror congealed in her gut. Calliope was
cutting her loose. After ten years of security, ten years
of having a family with the Daughters of Aset, she was
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going to be left with nothing. She thought of her mom.
She thought of her foster parents. She thought of
Rhianna, her sister in everything but blood. Every single one of them had cut her loose. They’d fuckingdied
and left her alone.
And now Calliope, her sister in the Daughters of
Aset, her mentor, her friend, was going to leave her
bobbing, a small solitary boat in a roiling sea.
Her breath came in hard gasps, the pain in her heart
a twisting agony. She breathed, breathed, tried to focus
her thoughts and it hit her then, like a bolt of electricity.
In the end, wasn’t everyone alone?
Hadn’t she always stood on her own two feet?
It wasn’t as though the Asetian Guard had given her
security or answers. It had been about doing the job.
Nothing less, nothing more.
She could find another damned job.
A moment later, she felt it, Dagan’s hand in her