Chapter 10
Derek could see at a glance why Kellen had chosen Merla for his mate. Her thin face was gaunt but beautiful, with high cheekbones that could cut sea glass and a flawless, pale complexion. Narrow and long, her face seemed to draw down to a point at her chin; just above it, lips reddened with crushed coral twisted into a vicious grin that made Kellen’s nastiest sneer look tame by comparison. Black hair floated in tendrils around her face like ink spilt in the water—in their thick mass, Derek caught a glimpse of a red comb holding the hair out of her dark, fathomless eyes. Her talisman.
With a hard yank, she pulled him away from the Hellcat. As he drifted back, she let go of his hair and swam around in front of him, planting herself between him and the soul cage. Derek wasn’t eve
