Zayde's Point of View
Lucien and I circle each other. Both of us are bloody, snarling at each other.
With a snarl, Lucien lunges at me. I meet him midair. The sound of us clashing echoes through the chapel. Our movements are a blur as we fight. Claws clawing, fangs snapping, fists slamming into each other. Lucien shoves me into a cracked pillar, knocking my breath out of me.
"You walked straight into your own funeral. You thought this would just be another easy ambush. But I knew that you would come. Because she knew you'd come."
My words makes him falter for a second, allowing me to land a punch to his cheek. I smirk and he snarls at me.
"I don't know what you are talking about."
" Did you really think that your pet spy could run between our worlds without leaving tracks?"
Lucien
