Page 12 of The Cruelest Undead

Was.

Done.

Fate didn’t share often, but when it was necessary, she would do just that.

There was no doubt in her mind that the vampyre would cause countless havoc inNew Orleansas he made Jolie’s life hell.

God.

It was good to be her.

This was about stopping her father and the rebirth of her mother.

Let’s just say that she and Lilith didn’t part on good terms. She was the kind of powerful no one needed roaming around.

NO.

ONE.

Not on her watch.

When he stopped screaming as the spell was completed, he lifted his head and looked at her. Immediately, she saw it in his eyes.

Those soulless black orbs told the tale.

Yikes.

He was lost in madness.

Fate saw his intent, and she knew he was about to attack. Waving her arm, she sent him with his madness toNew Orleansto do his worst.

Ahhhh, this would be fun.

Now that he was there, she unleashed a nightmare for her nemesis. This would keep them very busy for the next few days.

Oh, this was priceless.

Jolie Harcourte was about to have a flashback to her past, and with this one…

There would be death.

Hopefully, hers and Lilith’s.

But honestly, anyone in her family would do. It was time to do some damage.

At.

Last.

Chapter One

The Lair

Seconds Later

Recognition

Holy bloody Hell’s bells! Oh, to say that Flynn was shocked at what was going down in his kitchen would be an understatement. This was a whole lot to swallow all at once, and he was struggling with it.

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