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"I swear, deet Bishop’s dagger and shove it through your chest Put you out of your hed darkly "That a proh of this I pushed the curtain aside and looked in at theainst the wall, his hand on her shoulder Her eyes glowed blue in the darkness as she looked at me

"Good" She shoved away frorabbed her wrist to stop her "It’s not over till I say it is"

"Let go of her!" Everything about this dee I didn’t knohy Cassandra didn’t kick his butt like she’d done the other night I knew she could flatten hier

Roth gavethis hed at this "Isn’t that sweet The gray cares about you, angel" He tightened his grip on her wrist "Are you two besties now?"

I didn’t bother trying to reach for ht; it was too hard to access under these jeans Instead, I touched Roth’s bare ar an egg He ht I only channeled a low-level zap into hier back a few feet until he hit the wall hard He let out a satisfying grunt of pain

My gaze shot to Cassandra "You okay?"

She stared at me "How did you do that?"

Oops I really didn’t like the look on her pretty face Instead of being upset over her confrontation with the jerk of a dean to shift to growing clarity As if things were slowly clicking into place for her

More dangerous clues to what I really was

"Forget it" I sed hard, avertinganother second, I pushed through the curtain and scanned the dark club Memories of what I’d seen in his mind--when he’d killed Kraven--rushed back over o, I reminded myself Whatever made him do that, he wasn’t the same person as he is now

It had scared me to feel the cold inside of him, his apathy for the pain he’d caused someone he loved For ato hideBut I couldn’t And I knew I had to learn more to make sense of it all

That hat realists like s they couldn’t wrap their heads around They gathered infor to firm and resolute answers But this didn’t And I didn’t think it ever would