Page 410 of Master of My Life

the air and the Elders in white froze.

“You think I’d come unprepared?” Damian smiled and strode toward them. “You think I’d allow

my followers to be susceptible to your ancient antidotes?” He motioned to Sabrina, who came to his

side. “They’re not under my influence. But hers.”

Sabrina walked by each Elder in black, caressing their chests or faces. One by one, their

expressions turned devoted and they bowed to Damian.

Chase could only stare.

Damian turned back to the Elders in white. “Nice try. It might have worked before. In fact,”

Damian crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his finger to his lip, a mock-thoughtful expression

on his face. “I think that’s how they defeated me the last time.” His face twisted into an ugly

expression. “But I learned. I learned and I imagined and I plotted. I’ve had two thousand years to

come up with a new plan.” He grinned. “I’m so glad to see it working out the way I knew it would.”

He turned to a group of men in black tunics and pants. “Take these fools to their prepared holding

area. I’ll deal with them later.”

The men lunged at the Elders in white.

Alex turned to Chase. “Go. We will distract them as long as we can.”

Chase nodded and dodged around the men toward Sabrina.

“Sabrina, my love.” He kneeled in front of her. “Sabrina. Come back to me.”

He reached out and caressed her cheek when she didn’t lash out at him. Her eyes turned frightened

as she raised her gaze to look behind Chase. Someone grabbed him by his collar, and he found

himself face-to-face with Damian.

“I’m impressed, Chase. I didn’t think you all could be so dumb.” He sighed. “But unfortunately for

you, Sabrina is dedicated to me. You have no power over her anymore.” He studied Chase’s face.

“I’d kill you now, but I want you to see the end. Then I’ll have her kill you.”

“She won’t.”

Damian laughed. “She’s learned her lesson, Chase. She won’t disobey me again.” He turned to

Sabrina. “Will you, my love?”

Chase swung his arm and punched Damian in the face. Damian dropped him and cursed. In an

instant, Sabrina had pinned him down and held a flaming sword at his neck.

“Don’t kill him, my dear. Not yet.”

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