“That’s what Gehenna said. A Mark spoken with the name of Fate.” “Avana.” The name was scarcely past his lips when the Mark radiated with such force it shoved them all back. Sorin caught Scarlett before she hit the wall. When she turned back, Mordecai was already back at Nuri’s side, holding her hand in his own and inspecting her palm. “Did it work?” Scarlett asked, and when Nuri met her gaze, there were tears glimmering there. Scarlett gave her a wicked smile. “What shall we burn first, Sister?” Nuri’s features darkened, fangs snapping out. “We burn it all.”
