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Vic took it without thinking.She stiffened when a different type of magic entered her.She felt it rifling through her memories, then it zeroed in on the one event she never wanted to relive again.
Zoe’s face lost color when she witnessed the incident that had stained the wrestler’s soul.“Oh, my God,” she said, dropping Victoria’s hand and taking a step back.
“What’s wrong?”Camriel asked, unable to stay back any longer.He strode forward and saw Victoria trembling in reaction.“What did you see?”he demanded.
“She killed a kid,” Zoe said, wishing she’d never delved into the cambion’s memories.“He was barely more than a toddler.”
Victoria’s dark eyes flashed with anger at their judgmental stares.“That little fudger had it coming!”she said hotly.“It was either him or me and I was the one who survived!”
“Victory wins again,” Grace muttered as she backed away from the woman she’d admired so much.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
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VICTORIA’S WORST NIGHTMARESwere coming true.Everyone was staring at her like she was a monster.Even the alien who said she belonged to him was giving her the side-eye now.“I can explain,” she said defensively.
“We’re willing to listen,” Grace said, but the kid looked ready to bolt for the hills.
“What did you see in my memory?”Vic asked, still in shock that the pretty young brunette could use magic.
“I saw you pick up the boy and squeeze him to death,” Zoe said, a bit shaken by the vision.
“You didn’t see what he was holding in his hand?”Victoria asked.
Zoe’s gaze went distant as she brought the vision to her mind again.“Is that a scalpel?”she asked, seeing something sharp clutched in his fist.The blade was covered in blood.
“Yeah and the little fudger had just stabbed me in the face with it,” Victoria said, rubbing her cheek where the blade had cut her to the bone.
“Can you replay the memory again, Zoe?”Amaros asked.The knight looked like he wanted to get to the truth of the matter, instead of condemning her, which Victoria appreciated.
“I’ll try,” Zoe said.She closed her eyes and Victoria watched in an agony of suspense.“She’s telling the truth,” Zoe said at last, grimacing when she opened her eyes again.“You tell the story and I’ll verify it,” she offered.
Taking a deep breath, Vic forced herself to dredge up the one memory she’d hoped to banish forever.“Professional wrestling wasn’t my only job,” she began.“I worked in a daycare center during the day.Most of the kids were great and I loved working with them, but one was a genuine psychopath.He fudging tortured the other kids when the adults weren’t looking.”
“Tortured them how?”Amaros asked.His eyes were so dark they looked black.In Vic’s opinion, he wasn’t as hot as Camriel, but he wasn’t far behind.
