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A thornless rose, pulled from the shadows and held between a Descendant of Zion and a Descendant of Hyrax, a silent invitation for me to unleash my murderous power once more.
“You can’t trust them,” the stranger insisted, as if he had read my mind. “None of them. You’re more powerful than them all, and you know that. They’re starting to learn that. The Descendants and Mortals will always try to destroy those whose power frightens them.”
“He was worried about you,” Rankor told me, his voice low.
Looks could be deceiving. After all, someone could look like a dutiful king and loving father when he was actually nothing more than a psychopathic, abusive asshat who murdered the mother of his child.
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“If you wanted your ego stroked, you should have pulled me away an hour ago. I’m all out of fake compliments.” He raised an eyebrow at me. “There are plenty of genuine ones you could give me. I’m dutiful, gallant, handsome…”
Stupid. I was so stupid. They could engrave that on my tombstone when all this was over. Here lies Theadora Moore, the girl who stupidly put herself in danger and effectively ended the line of Hyrax forever.
If the Gods were kind, they would have killed me right then and there rather than making me face him. The Gods were not kind, though.
Change while I do so. That dress hardly looks comfortable.” "It's actually not that bad, you don't have to-" "For me, Thea. That dress isn't making things comfortable for me."
“I know what I want Clay. I want you to touch me. Are you going to tell me you don’t want the same?” “You haven’t the slightest idea the things I want to do to you Thea. But I’m trying very hard to be a good man right now.”
“Tap out,” he whispered, his voice low and heavy. “Or do you just enjoy being underneath me?”
I was a Descendant of House Hyrax. I was the Descendant of House Hyrax. And if someone was determined to end my line once and for all, I would not make it easy for them.
Steadying my hand, I dipped the quill into the ink jar Clay held for me before officially signing my name into the family tree of Hyrax. Just like that, a book that had been put away on a shelf forever was given a second chance at life. And a girl who still carried the burden of lost memories was able to reclaim some semblance of family.
He worshipped me with his eyes alone. And suddenly, the overwhelming need for him to worship me with more than his eyes nearly took me off my feet.
The world began and ended with him.
All magic is tied to emotion.
I was in love with Clayton Vail, Crown Prince of House Zion.
“You called to me. I heard your voice in my head as clearly as if you were right next to me. You called my name, and I knew you needed me. I followed the pull of your magic right to you.”
“The daughter of Hyrax will shake the veil, and the King of Damnation will rise once more to rule over the children of the Gods. She will create a new death in the mortal realm and will stand at his side as his armies usher in the new age. Prepare for the Final War of the Gods.”
