Damien arched a brow. "Well," he said slowly, "you do realize she carries my child."
"I still will kill her," she replied with the kind of calm that was far more terrifying than screaming rage. She tapped his chest softly. Then, without waiting for his answer, she turned on her heel and walked down the hall. She pushed open doors to Magnus's room.
Damien exhaled slowly, staring after her. A part of him wanted to run after her, to reason with her. But another part knew better. Not when she was still basking in her near-victory, the adrenaline still high in her veins. So, he chose silence.
He chuckled under his breath, shaking his head—goddess, she would be the end of him, one way or another.
*****
Thessa stood at the far borders of vampire territory, the night chill wrapping around her. She kept her hood up. When the SUV rolled to a stop and the door opened, she saw him—Sage Veyron. The moment his boots hit the dirt, she darted forward, her arms flinging around his neck.
