HANNAH
I stood smiling, watching him look like he was hypnotized at the drops of blood that dropped onto the tiles. His paralysis broke. Quick as a flash, he pulled another dagger, identical to Julia's, from his back pocket. He charged at me with the dagger lifted up to strike. I stepped out of his way a split second too late.
Asher's silver dagger scratched my arm. The scratch was thankfully not deep enough to poison me.
"You missed," I bit off, backing up a few paces.
He snarled, sank into a crouch. Slowly, we circled each other.
"Next time I won't," he said. His eyes narrowed angrily when I barked out a mocking laugh. "I hate you, you filthy w***e! You had a near escape. If the mating ceremony had taken place, I would have made your life a living hell."
"You mean more than you alr
