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Part of my brain wondered if she’d be interested in letting me fuck her beside their bodies after we kill him off. The other part of me realized it was not the time. If he was friends with Rogan, he could be one of the ones making so many females disappear—which if I stopped thinking with my cock I would’ve put together already.

I’m too old to be this out of control of my own emotions and magic.

“Look, you psycho bitch, I don’t know what happens after this, okay? The job is simple. Find willing vampire females who feel somewhat powerful and bring them to the rooms above The Arcane Theater—so here. Then some guys show up, drugs them all with some type of wolf venom, and then they take them away. I don’t know what happens to them after that. I swear.” Joel was close to hyperventilating at this point, which I haven’t seen a vampire do in quite a while.

“What about the human females?” I questioned.

Joel glared up at me. “Most of them we just use to feed. Our group?—”

“The Eternal Outcasts,” she interrupted.

Joel stared at her for a moment before nodding his head. “We believe humans don’t need rights, okay? They’re meant to be used for nourishment and sex. That’s it. Some of them we turn or they get sent out. I don’t know where,” he muttered.

I glanced down and she was smiling at this news. “Why, thank you so much, Joel. I guess that’s all I need.”

“So can I go now?” His voice was quite—scared.

She started laughing and I swore the sound hit me right in the soul. She reached down and pulled her dagger from his thigh. “Sure, Joel, go on. You did well. I appreciate your candor.”

Was she really—no. She wouldn’t. I stepped back as he did his best to jump to his feet and started to quickly limp toward the entrance of the room. He was about to walk through the entryway when she threw her dagger, hitting him in the back of his neck. Joel collapsed to the floor—silent.

I looked over at her and she was smiling. “As if I’d just let him go. What a moron.”

I stared up at the ceiling for a moment, trying to think of shit that would inevitably turn me off. But nothing covered up the image of her throwing that dagger into the top of his spine. Fuck me—I really was in trouble.

Chapter12

My Death Magic

Silvana

Iglanced over at the male beside me. The male who just walked in after I’d killed one man and watched me torture another—sort of helped me torture another. Although, he also killed one of them.

The ruler of the Court of Shadows. I wasn’t really sure why he was there, and simultaneously I was curious if I should be more concerned about my future than I actually felt at the moment.

It unnerved me how comfortable I felt next to him. Aside from Cedar, I’m not sure I’d ever felt comfortable next to a male.

I glanced over at Joel, sprawled on the floor, dagger sticking out of the top of his spine. He wasn’t dead—yet. I just figured I needed him still for a moment so I could collect myself. Maybe have a chat with the male next to me. Plus, the look on Joel’s face when he realized he wasn’t escaping was funny.

I walked over to Bazz and smiled at my handy work with him, before looking up at the large male standing across the room from me—watching me. “So, can you do what you did to the doors, to these two?” I waved my hand from Bazz to the other dead one. Never did get his name. “It would really save me on cleanup.”

He quirked an eyebrow at me and then looked down at the two males. I felt his power before I saw it. Dark obsidian shadows crept from his hands toward the floor and then over the top of the two bodies. It was only moments before they were covered completely in the darkness, and when the shadows retreated back toward their owner, all that remained was dust.

My head tilted to the left a bit as I looked over what used to be two very large bodies. “Has anyone ever told you that you should call it death magic instead of shadow magic?” I asked, genuinely curious.

A smile curved along his face before he finally spoke. “I can’t say they have, my little ice queen. But honestly, most that see it in action don’t live long enough to give me feedback and thoughts on what I should call it.”

His little ice queen?That was the second time he’d called me that. The way it made my chest feel warm was not a feeling I was interested in pursuing at the moment, possibly ever.

“Hm. Well, they should. I get the shadow part, but the death part seems more… relevant in the grand scheme of things.” I shrugged and walked over toward Joel. “But thanks for your help. I do appreciate it. I’m going to be staying with this one for a bit, and I’ll let you know what I find out. If you’re interested, I mean.”

Was I seriously stumbling over my words? Internally, I rolled my eyes at myself. Externally, I did my best to appear uninterested. I didn’t need to behisanything. I was on a mission, one that had no time for the fluttery feelings that this brooding male was bringing about in my chest.

Thinking back to what Allie said about us being connected made me internally cringe. I didn’t want to be connected to any male, especially one that made my insides feel the way they currently were. That was a slippery slope I had no interest in sliding down.

He walked over to my side and looked down at Joel. “I’ll stay. Pretend I’m not even here.”

I let out a long breath. “Mhm, because that’ll be easy,” I muttered. I knew he could hear me, but I wasn’t looking to talk about it any further than what just slipped from my lips. He was the ruler of the entire damn court, so it wasn’t like I could just tell him to fuck off. Well, I could. But that wouldn’t help my case.

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