°•♡Chapter 16~ Shadows in Her Hands

The moon hung low tonight, casting a translucent shimmer over the dense forest. I stood at the edge of the clearing, my rogues before me. These wild-eyed, half-mad creatures were loyal only to me. They shifted restlessly in the dark, their breaths coming in eager pants.

They were waiting for orders.

Since he'd given me the go ahead to make use of them, Lucien had sent the rouges out again and again, to sniff out any trace of her—of Aria, that insignificant bitch that Lucien was so obsessed with.

Tonight, they reported to me first.

I pressed a hand to one rogue’s jaw, tilting his face up so his glowing red eyes met mine. “Tell me,” I purred.

He whimpered, but spoke. “We caught scent near the old mountains. The girl lives.”

My hold on his jaw tightened, my like my chest. For a heartbeat, I felt a ripple of something—rage.

That stupid girl just refused to die.

Aria.

The girl Lucien had once marked as his. The girl I’d watched him burn for, destroy for, and now spiral into obsession ov