Over the following weeks, we were bombarded with information. I would not have imagined all of us standing in the same room without killing one another. Especially not at Izza's estate. Cedrick and his wife stood in one corner of the room while Jace and I stood across from them.
“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” A low growl began to emerge as I stared into the empty shell of a creature of the night. Her hand played me straight into the clutches of Cedrick’s torture. She was as evil as they came, paying no care to her actions. Andrastia and Amanda gave me no desire to acquaint myself with their kind.
“What game are you playing at? You could have killed us. That wouldn’t have done anything for you.” She walked into the room, like she owned the place. She could care less for the lives ar
