Chapter Twenty-Four

The Hex snapped her long nails against one another, causing Rori to jolt her attention back to the hauntingly elegant creature. The Hex stepped forward and reached for Rori’s temple when Murdok again snatched her wrist out of the air like a kung fu master. “You will be as gentle as possible, or I will send you back to father in a Lycan Silver casket.” The Hex simply sneered at Murdok’s statement and knelt down to face Rori. Rori licked her lips and tried her best to smile, “don’t worry little pet, I will be as tender as possible,” The Hex reached down and stopped as Rori’s soft cold fingers gently brushed The Hex’s wrist, “did he hurt you?” she asked and for a moment The Hex’s expression was pure shock. “Have not a worry little flower... takes more than an angry dragon to take down The Hex of the Vail.” 

A genuine, wide toothed smile spread across