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Protecting her thoughts from whatever psy talent

Marin had, making certain he couldn’t reach in and

grab a stray idea, Roxy pictured an endless void—an

energy shield—in her mind.

Marin stared up at her, sweating, shaking, his teeth

clacking together.

“Tell me,” she ordered, whisper soft.

“Krayl. I heard the name Krayl.”

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Whatever she’d

expected Marin to say, it wasn’t that. Ten years ago,

Dagan Krayl had left her in a room where the walls

wept blood and death after he’d done something to

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her, something evil, insidious and quiet. Something

that made her both more and less than human.

She remembered the look in his eyes as he’d reached

for her, focused, intent. He’d wanted the pendant dangling between her breasts. She’d thought he wanted her

breasts.

With a snarl, she’d lunged, her nails clawing at his

face, her teeth sinking into his forearm, hard enough

to break skin. His blood had filled her mouth, copper

sharp on her tongue.

Damn, she could almost taste it even now.

She’d held on like a starving hyena on a piece of

meat.

Then he’d hit her, a hard thump of his open palm

against her chest, forcing the air from her lungs and

sending her sprawling.

She’d lain where she’d fallen in the puddle of his

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