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He hadn’t just asked me to bring him a prince’s head. No, he was asking me to kill a friend. Drake was one of the very few beings I trusted completely. And I knew without a doubt that I had no choice.
Talk about killing someone’s soul repeatedly! Kaden is such an ass… master manipulator though. Props there diabolical one!
“When he comes back, you need to make sure you’re on the right side. You think this book Kaden wants isn’t going to start another massive war?”
“I don’t want to do this.” My voice cracked, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care if he saw it as a weakness. He dropped his fists, his expression softening. “Then don’t. You are one of my best friends, Dianna. I don’t want to fight you.
Without knowing much about these two i am still somehow emo over this whole situation… fvckin tragic!
“Better to die by what you think is right than to live under a lie.”
“I don’t regret it—never have, and never will. I knew the price when I asked, and I would rather answer his every call like a dog on a leash than lose you.”
“A big change is coming your way.”
“A single act can change the world.”
“Look, I get it. You have this whole bad-boy thing going for you, and I’m sure plenty of women here would love for you to bend them over this very bar, but it’s not going to be me. Trust me. I am actually doing you a favor, because I mean it when I say. . .” I paused, a slow smile curving my lips. “I would eat you alive.”
“Kaden hasn’t called.” Alistair reached over, stealing a meatball from Gabby’s plate and popping it into his mouth. He glanced at Tobias and swallowed before saying with a grin, “He’s busy.” They snickered at some private joke. I didn’t care. They’d always had their secrets.
“Stop talking,” Tobias snapped, and I turned to look at him. His eyes weren’t on me, but on something or someone inside the restaurant. The red around his irises began to burn, and I followed his gaze. I didn’t see any threats. No Otherworld beings were in the vicinity. “Here?” Alistair asked, staring at Tobias and then glancing toward the restaurant. Tobias shook his head, and Alistair cursed. “What is it?” “Nothing,” Tobias said, giving Alistair a meaningful look.
Bro… why do so many people do this? If something is an affirmative, you “nod” for yes! If it is a negative, you “shake” your head no. Get it right people!!!
“Stop talking,” Tobias snapped, and I turned to look at him. His eyes weren’t on me, but on something or someone inside the restaurant. The red around his irises began to burn, and I followed his gaze. I didn’t see any threats. No Otherworld beings were in the vicinity. “Here?” Alistair asked, staring at Tobias and then glancing toward the restaurant. Tobias shook his head, and Alistair cursed. “What is it?” “Nothing,” Tobias said, giving Alistair a meaningful look.
Noting this… so why can Tobias and Al see/sense what D cannot? Need answers here… for someone so hyper aware how does she let so much slide with these idiots?
Vibrant blue light filled the room, casting eerie shadows in the corners. The darkened silhouette of a man stared back at me, cobalt lines glowing beneath his eyes.
He approached steadily, the blue tribal design that decorated the exposed skin of his hands, arms, and neck pulsing as he spun his silver blade. “What are you?” he sneered. “No creature alive should have the power to wield flame.”
“What are you?” I practically hissed, repeating the same question he had asked me. A smile crept along his lips, making the lights beneath his skin pulse for a second. “I am a Guardian of the Etherworld and the Netherworld. The Hand of Samkiel.”
“Your eyes.” He twisted that blade once more. “I know what you are now. Beasts of legend whose eyes drip as red as the blood they consume. Only one breed of creature could wield that much strength and harness that much dark power: the Ig’Morruthen.”
“Fabled warriors hand-selected by some douchebag god. All special in their own way, all powerful, and yet only a few survived the Gods

