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Crouching low, Briggs pulled his lips back to reveal his fangs that dripped with Salvatore’s blood Then, re open as he prepared to ha Salvatore

Salvatore didn’t hesitate

The sword flashed doard in a s deep into the olf’s shoulder It wasn’t a killing blow, but the blade cut through s snarled, but he was too far gone to give a crap that he was badly wounded

Sinking his fangs into the back of Salvatore’s leg, he tried to yank Salvatore to the ground, snarling in frustration as his wounded leg buckled, refusing to give hi the hilt of the sword to ss fro the pureblood’s jaw in the process

"It appears that my reunion with Mackenzie will have to be postponed," he taunted, his sword already swinging toward the Were’s throat "But I’m sure he’ll be happy to welcome you back"

With a belated attes scra flesh thick in the air Gagging at the stench, Salvatore never allowed his stroke to falter, putting his full strength behind the blow

Cristo Enough was enough

With deadly accuracy, the sword hit the Were directly on the neck, the ih Salvatore’s body even as the blade slid through the flesh and bone

There was no sound as Briggs’s head toppled from his body, his cri, Salvatore swiftly cut out the bastard’s heart and backed away as a sluggish trickle of blood oozed fros’s carcass sood , there was a nasty tingle of blackthe sword as if it could keep back the unpleasant chill filling the cabin, Salvatore unconsciously shook his head in denial

No He couldn’t rise froain

Not without the powers of his dehtmare was at an end, however, didn’t keep Salvatore fros’s body to return to its human form

He’d been played and manipulated like a ranted

The sound of Salvatore’s breathing was the only sound to break the thick silence Then, at last, a faint shi the transformation back to huan to darken and then disintegrate, as if it were turning to ash before his eyes

Dio The bastard was…dissolving

Salvatore resisted the perfectly sensible urge to flee in horror He could only assuht Briggs back to life After all, he’d been nothing more than a pile of ash after Salvatore had been done with him the first time It was, perhaps, only to be expected that he would return to his original forer a puppet of the demon lord

Salvatore had never been particularly squeas vanished into a pile on the floorboards

It was a suitable end to the traitor, but still unnerving as hell

At last accepting that there wasn’t going to be another Lazareth act, Salvatore tossed aside his sword and crossed the barren roorab the candle set in the sill

Then with a brief prayer, he tossed the candle to the center of the rooe of the tree line when the cabin was consu of his future

A sue

It was approaching h the hallways of Styx’s Chicago mansion

It had been over a week since she and Salvatore had escaped from the demon lord, but this was the first tiuest rooms

A smile of pure satisfaction curved her lips

Actually, she’d barely been out of bed for the past week

Why should she have?

She had everything she needed

A gorgeous, totally edibleher satisfied A hot tub to soak away the sore muscles after marathon bouts of sex Fabulous food delivered to the door by a discreet vaht, however, was a full moon and Salvatore had taken off at sunset for a wild run through the surrounding countryside He’d urged her to join hi of thefree, but she had firmly declined