“You killed Auryon,” Theon rasped, his darkness swarming around the wound. Trying to heal him. Trying to save him. A pointless effort, but she’d let him waste that power of his. It wasn’t as if she needed him as a Source anyway. “I didn’t kill Auryon,” she scoffed. “Your Hunters did,” Theon amended. “At your command.” “Because she was trying to keep me from my destiny.”
