Violet’s POVI shot my eyes shut the second the dagger neared my chest, bracing myself for the sharp slice of pain, for the flood of warmth, for the end, death was supposed to be instant, cruel, and final but nothing came. No pain, sting or cut, there was just silence. My body remained frozen for a second longer, my hands locked stiff like a puppet’s, and then, just as suddenly as it had taken over me, the presence vanished. It was gone, like it had never been there at all. My chest heaved, air rushing in violently as control snapped back into me, and with a ragged gasp I tore my eyes open.The dagger clattered from my trembling hand, landing hard on the cold tiles, the metallic ring echoing in the small bathroom. My knees gave out, my whole body caving beneath the weight of terror, and I was dropping fast when strong arms caught me. They wrapped around me with such steady force that I almost didn’t notice the ground never arrived.Then the scent hit me, it was strong, familiar, dark,
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