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Chapter 12: A lie?

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“What?”

Leticia was on her feet before Adrian could answer, Hayden half a step behind her. They crossed the room so swiftly that they left a blur. Their hands closed around his arms, one on each side, and it was plain they did not mean to let him go until he had explained himself.

“Who is she?” Leticia demanded. “Where is she? When do we meet her?”

“One question at a time.” Adrian shrugged them off and stepped out of reach, his composure untouched.

“Do not dare keep us in suspense, boy.” Letici
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    “What?”Leticia was on her feet before Adrian could answer, Hayden half a step behind her. They crossed the room so swiftly that they left a blur. Their hands closed around his arms, one on each side, and it was plain they did not mean to let him go until he had explained himself.“Who is she?” Leticia demanded. “Where is she? When do we meet her?”“One question at a time.” Adrian shrugged them off and stepped out of reach, his composure untouched.“Do not dare keep us in suspense, boy.” Leticia's hand found his sleeve again, her grip tighter this time. “We have waited years for you to show interest in a single woman, and now you expect us to simply let it rest?”“You will meet her soon enough.”“That answer will not be enough.”“It is the only one you will get today, grandmother.” Adrian held his grandmother's gaze, unmoved by the frustration building behind her eyes. “She is injured and not fit for visitors, and she is certainly not fit for the two of you descending on her with a ba

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    Estella woke feeling as though she had drunk herself into a stupor the night before, her head pounding and her thoughts scattered in every direction. The last thing she remembered was her claws descending toward Adrian's throat. After that, there was nothing.For a moment she lay still and let her senses return to her one at a time. The cold coaxed her deeper under the blankets until she lay curled like a silkworm in its cocoon. She had not grown used to Frostveil's weather, and she doubted she ever would.She rolled over, and the feel of the mattress felt wrong, subtly different from what she remembered. The detail was small, but it would not let her rest. Her eyes opened once more on an unfamiliar room. This was not where she had fallen asleep.She pushed herself upright, blinking against the low light, and studied her surroundings. And the first thing to strike her was the color.Gray. Nearly everything in the room was a shade of gray. The chairs by the cold hearth, the furniture

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    Her claws never reached Adrian's skin.His hand closed around her wrist mid-strike, faster than she could follow, and the world turned over. Her back struck the mattress hard, and the impact drove the breath half out of her lungs. Her free hand shot out on instinct, clawing for any part of him it could reach, and he caught that one too, pinning both wrists above her head just as he had done before.Estella stared up at him, eyes wide with disbelief, her mind scrambling to understand. How? How did he... A trap. It had been a trap all along. He had been awake the whole time. She gritted her teeth as the realization sank through.“I appreciate that you took a moment to admire my beauty before striking, El. It was truly flattering.” His voice came out low and lazy, yet it lost none of its polished eloquence, and the last of the dying firelight caught in his eyes as he looked down at her. Estella was stunned twice over. First, that he had known she paused to look at his face before striki

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