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"What?" She held up her hands, palms up, and backed away fro to take me to an undisclosed location, so no one will see the blood"

He could have lied Instead, he remained quiet as Sabin assisted him to his feet Broken bones that had only recently been reset screamed in protest, and his knees nearly buckled, but he held steady He wouldn’t allow hiirl

"Sorry, honey cakes," Strider said, "but you don’t get a say in what happens next You’re gonna live and not die, and that’s that"

"Butbut" Her gaze found Kane and pleaded "I’ve wasted so much time with you I have no one else to ask for help"

"Good" Any ive her what she asked for would die the worst of deaths

"Good? Good! Oh!" Anger overshadowed everything else, and she storown lout!"

"Because he won’t hurt you? That’s a first" Strider reached out, intending to grab her

In a snap, she kicked out her leg, nailing thefor breath, she bolted for the door, tossing over her shoulder, "I’m so disappointed in you, Lord Kane!"

She vanished into the night

He tried to follow after her, but curse his weakness, his knees buckled "Come back, female! Now!"

She never reappeared

Kane experienced a tidal wave of rage that et her back He would stalk through the night, grab everyone he spotted, and, if they couldn’t point hiht direction, rip their spines out of their mouths He would leave an ocean of blood in his wake, and she would have only herself to blah

It stung all the worse because Kane could only re her back to ony, the warrior toppled to the floor He’d just been bested by a puny little girl; his de out pain for the next several days

"Go!" Kane coht"

"Go!" he insisted "Bring her back"

"Yelling at e my mind"

Kane tried to crawl to the door, but dizziness crowded into hishiht for hiain

CHAPTER THREE

The Realm of Blood and Shadows

A week later

KANE ROSE FROM the king-size bed and padded to his private bathroom Already naked, he stepped into the shower Hot water beat against newly healed skin, all the bruises and scabs finally gone And yet, his muscles had yet to unknot

The fury he’d experienced at the loss of his rescuer had yet to fade, and hatred for Disaster was a constant burn in his chest And histhe day They ca up at the ceiling, and all of a sudden he would be transported back to hell, his wrists and ankles bound He could be in the shower, like noith the water raining over him, and all of a sudden he would see the dirt, blood andother things once caked on his skin, and no a would make hiotten cut during his torture And as he’d healed physically, those wires had been reattached in the wrong places Darkness had becoer now siet

No one was safe

He’d lost his appetite He could no longer sleep Sudden noises made him scramble for a weapon

Once, he’d rolled with the punches life threw at hiuy Now, there would be nobull, at ti was punished ih to challenge again

The shambles of his room proved it

He soaped up, rinsed off and towel dried, every action stiff, forced Standing in front of the y reflection His skin was pale Dark hair dripped water down his shoulders and chest Because of the weight he’d lost, his cheeks had yet to fill out His lips were coh they’d never known a smile Maybe they hadn’t Any er see positive had happened to so about hireen They were a nance grew Disaster was atte, whispering reminders about what had happened inside that cave

A hand herea mouth thereso helpless

How dirty was Kane no tainted?

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