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“The threat is gone?” “The main force is entombed,” Valerius confirmed, his gaze on the still-smoking scar on the mountain. “But the Wheel is a hydra. Cut off one head, others will be stirring in the shadows. And we have made a powerful enemy today beyond the fanatics.” He nodded toward the east, where Gryffen’s lands lay. “He will hear of this. He will call it an atrocity, a reckless endangerment of the kingdom by barbaric methods. He will use it to turn the other eastern lords against us, and against the crown for siding with us.”

All I had to do was play my role—be the bait. Jason gripped my shoulder before we split up to prepare. “One wrong move, Aria, and he’ll tear you apart.” “We’ll be there. We won’t let him take you.” I nodded. Because I knew, deep down, Harry wouldn’t come to that place as a fool. He’d come ready. And he’d come for me. Meanwhile, in his chamber, Harry stood before the black altar, the runes glowing faintly red beneath his touch. His crimson eyes burned brighter, and the shadows bent closer, eager to obey.

I feel dark power surround me, and a chill goes down my spine, I spin around and growl, charging at the Wizard and ready to rip him to shreds but I pass through him, he is a projection of himself. He clicks his fingers, and we are back on the battlefield. I was once again standing at the bottom of the high cliff, watching as he had my mate and sister on their knees, they were crying for me to save them. I begin to climb up, this time at lightning speed but just like before I'm only halfway through when he slits Arya's throat and pushes Ana off the cliff.

Sleep eluded me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, his face materialized: those storm-gray eyes, that cruel, beautiful mouth. The way he had looked at me, as if I were something he yearned to shatter, or devour. I struck the thin mattress beneath me. "Stop it," I hissed, my voice a ragged whisper. "He called you a half-blood like it was a disease. He's not your enemy. He's not anything."