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Should she tell Chance and Trevor? Yes, yes, they needed to know, and she wasn’t sure she could handle all the new information on her own Time travel, no matter how you looked at it, in the Dark Prince’s hands would be the worst kind of nightmare

“Chance—stop!” she called to his retreating figure

He turned to frown a look at her “What is it, lass?”

“Pestale … Pestale … I was just with Pestale!”

Ho-ho, she thought when he ca towards her at full attention, and it occurred to her that he was nificent He filled up the air all around him and blotted out all else He pulsated with vibrant life and gave off a current that went inside her and pulled her to him She had to blink and shake herself free from the sensation

Trevor was there as well, his voice full with excitement “What do you mean, you were just with Pestale?”

Royce realized so in that moment—Pestale was more than a force to be reckoned with: he was a threat to life as everyone knew it

Chance and Trevor’s hatred of the Dark Prince had to be turned into a living, breathing force, controlled and brilliant, if they were going to be as ruthless, as cunningly efficient as he was They had a determined foe on their hands

It would take their coht to destroy him

~ Five ~

EYES WIDE WITH impatience, it was Chance who put his hands on her shoulders and gave the, lass?”

“I was at the water’s edge when all of a sudden, this thing … a darkI kneas in Pestale’s arms, and he—”

“Damnation, hell and fire!” shouted Chance “Did he hurt you? Lass, are you hurt?”

“No, no, and you forget, I ah,” she answered, her chin well up Once again he was discounting her worth, and it was getting old “Besides,” she conceded, “I don’t think he wanted to hurtyou need to know—”

“Pestale takes you—you get away, and you tellI need to know?” Chance looked at her as though she had two heads