A Shade of Innocence (The Illuminati Book 1)
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“You've forgotten that Aidan and I have fused our powers together. I am just as powerful as he is. Maybe you should watch your mouth?” My eyes shot bullets straight to her black heart.
Sally swallowed nervously.
Ah, there I had her, right where I wanted her. A scared little pussycat!
“I'm done with this boring conversation.” She dragged her overweight body to her feet. “I'll be sure to tell my husband how you squealed like a pig when I thrust the dagger in your heart.” She fought to gain control again. As much as she tried to prove her point, the real fact was I'd frightened her, just like the little coward she'd always been.
“Sally, I'm going to speak candidly,” I warned, “You're lying. You can't kill me, bitch, without killing Aidan.” Oh, dear God! I hoped I was right.
Her eyes widened with surprise as her mouth popped open and close.
With renewed strength, I basked in the knowledge of my power. “I'm a genetically altered angel.” I straightened my shoulders back as I edged closer to Sally. I spoke with a cool calm, “You can't kill me! I won't kill you, but I will throw you out of here and on the way, I'll enjoy pounding your face with my fist.”
This was my chance, and I seized it. I dove for Sally's throat. I was only inches from strangling her.
Unfortunately, my efforts were abruptly halted by an iron-clad clutch. It was as if I'd been wrangled like a wild mustang and roped back to the corral. My gaze dropped to a man's stalwart arm snaked around my neck, holding me flushed against his broad chest.
“Sally, what is this?” Fear reigned and took possession of every cell in my body.
“We're taking you to where you belong.”
“Where I belong?”
“Yes, with all the harden criminals in a cell locked behind bars,” she scoffed. “You're a murderer, and you're going to get exactly what you deserve!” Venom oozed from Sally's voice as her laughter assaulted my ears.
“I'm innocent! I didn't murder anyone, you lying bitch,” I spat, gnashing my teeth to get at her.
“Aidan, my love, be a sweetheart and get rid of the trash?”
“Aidan!” My mind went wild, needing to know if he'd been a part of this atrocity. My eyes trailed down my captor's arm. He was male. I could feel his erection pushed against me. His hands, beautiful, long-fingers, and strong, wearing a ring, the same ring in my dreams, an eye in the center with diamonds encircling it.
I tried to twist to see his face, but my silent captor kept me pinned, prisoner to his grip. “Let me see your face,” I screamed, kicking and trying to bite at him. He was stronger than me and my attempts were futile.
I didn't have to see his compelling blues, the firm features, the confident set of his shoulders, to know my captor, the faceless boy, which I'd dreamt so many times since my childhood. The woodsy scent, even the gentle flow of breathing I knew far too well to doubt who held me captive. Bane had swindled me into believing someone like him could love a girl like me. What a fool I'd become.
In the next breath, something sharp like a needle stabbed me in the neck, and suddenly I began to feel my mind slipping away. In the background, I heard Sally laughing, sick, depraved laughter, but it didn't bother me. My mind was shutting down, as her voice grew distant. Peacefulness began to sweep over me like I was floating in the ocean, just drifting aimlessly. Then darkness devoured the light.
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