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The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

What he'd become needed something that spoke truth. "The Shadow Knight," he said finally. "Let the Council's faithful whisper it in fear." Serena smiled. "Perfect. And now?" Now came purpose. The power flooding through him demanded use, direction, victims. The Council thought they'd destroyed House Dawnblade. They were wrong. They'd forged something far worse: their own ending given form. "Now," the Shadow Knight said, darkness writhing around him like a living cloak, "we plan a war."

“How did this person know Silas Darkthorn is your enemy? Think about it, any of the elders could be your enemies.” “No no, that's simple. Silas is the main man here. I doubt there's any man in this pack that doesn't know this. If anyone should be Asher’s enemy it should be him. Look, people see and hear things. They know everything. Especially those ones you think they are clueless on,” Damian stated. “I think I know now…what the quote is trying to say,” Damian mumbled, staring down thoughtfully. “He is planning to kill you. Silas Darkthorn is planning to kill you.”

Its far from what you are thinking. ''And how do you know what I'm thinking, the all knowing Sky?'' I sat straighter now. ''Damian and I were talking and....'' ''Just talking-?'' He asked looking at me with googly eyes. ''Yeah, just talking-....He mentioned something though about someone's death, a female I presume......and inside, he died with her. I think her death is the cause of all his hate and sorrow. I just want to earn his trust but gosh!.....he is just so stubborn...''