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She shifted and was near his ear before she shifted off again “He is Seelie, and, yes, he created you … but you will never be as good as a Seelie Fae”

He spun around to slap her, but she was already across the roo his fury boil He spat at her, “I am better … I am better than …”

“If you were, ouldn’t be talking You would already have destroyedhim

He frowned and stepped towards her “No! You don’t see it, do you? I want you … I want you willing and ready to be mine I even admire your spirit, but I shall not tolerate much more”

“What—ain sent hi into the opposite wall

She smiled sweetly “I never wanted to be a warrior, Pestale I never really wanted to kill anything—not even you I had always hoped we could negotiate with you—until I saw that Chance

would never let you live Now, I see you certainly must be destroyed It occurred to me that if I killed you, David and his family would be safe, as would the human world I see it all now so clearly, what I missed before—you, simply, are not redeemable”

He charged her like a bull blinded by fury, but she shifted, and this time she knew she would shock him, for she shifted outside the door that had kept her in the room

A black ic ould never keep a Daoine Royal, even a half-blood Daoine Royal, caged! But she knew she had to hurry

She was not the only one with Daoine blood His father was the Dark King, and Pestale’s father had used his own blood when he created hi had been a full-blood Daoine Seelie Fae!

She had a plan, and in order for it to work, she had to keep one step ahead of Pestale However, he wasn’t going to make it easy

He was in her face, all at once, grabbing her around her waist and holding her tightly “Da I want, you little killer! Now … to teach you that I am not your eneain, and you will see your young David mais against me” He allowed this to sink in and then kissed her hard and without affection as his tongue attempted to explore her own

When he came away from the kiss he said, his voice low and husky, “Beloved one, don’t fight er I mean to keep you satisfied and at my side—”

“Never! You will never have me at your side I would rather die!”

“You shan’t though I won’t let you die, for one way or another … you will be mine, but I can hurt what you love”