42_Victor's Demise
Ariella POV Little flames ignite over my skin as Cole’s hands move under my shirt while his lips caress my neck. I curl my fingers into his hair, turning my head sideways to allow him better access. A shadow catches my eye but before I can register what it is, Cole flies through the air and crashes into the wall. Cole groans and reaches for his head, but he does not get up. Abruptly, I sit up and the blood drains from my face when my eyes lock with Victor’s. His grin is evil and cold as he looks from me to Cole. His expression is so explicit that it feels like I can read his mind. “No!” I shout, jumping up and leaping towards him. The back of Victor’s hand against my cheek is hard and merciless and the impact sends me flying into the wall. “Kyle,” I mind link urgently. “My sword, now
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