Thought
I don’t celebrate yet, although I figure I’ve got him.
“She will know everything….Thought will put the ideas into her head, and you won’t be able to change them. She will hate you. Do you understand?” I explain slowly, ensuring each word of the threat sinks in. Thought will do this without thinking, knowing that he doesn’t want him and every pureblood he cares about to be killed by Stace.
“I deserve revenge,” Stace says, more to himself than me.
I watch him rub the back of his neck, his tattoos that appear from the collar of his shirt, stopping at his jawline. It’s interesting how just the mention of his mate can render this powerful man completely useless.
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