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I popped back to our guest bungalow to grab Rohan and a pair of binoculars.
He was standing outside on the path, but at the sight of me waving at him from the window, abruptly ended his chat with a couple of other Rasha and bolted inside.
He shoved me back into the bedroom.
“Not exactly the time,” I said.
He grabbed my shoulders and spun me to face the mirror.
My eyes were obsidian black. Shadows danced and slithered in my irises.
“What the f**k happened?”
“Oh.” I leaned in, kind of fascinated. “The short version is that I can now tap into all of Lilith’s magic.”
Rohan let out a stream of Hindi curses, while I held strands of hair up to the light. My curls had gone from dark brown to black.
“The good news is Sienna may be able to get Lilith out of me,” I said.
“Yeah, I’m sure
