Chapter 158-2
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, and I severed the bond.
He dropped, and I turned to the helicopter, but it was already rising in the air.
Lucy. They had her.
By the time Troy arrived, I’d pulled Finn’s body back into our territory. He was a shivering husk and barely fought me. As bad as I knew he felt now, it would be nothing compared to how he’d feel
when he realized what he’d done.
Amelia was right behind him. With a scream, she threw herself on Finn’s body. “Why? What the hell did you do? Fix it,” she screamed at me. “Fix it!”
Her pain shot through me, and I closed my eyes.
“Kiana?” Troy asked “Kiana, are you hurt?”
“Claudine controlled him,” I said dully. “He’s her blood. I should have known that. I saw him being strange, and I didn’t do anything. She had a stronger hold on him than she did Irene. All of this was just a distraction. She’s had years to plan it. Years.”
Troy framed my face. “What did he do?”
“Lucy. He loaded Lucy up on a helicopter, and she’s gift wrapped on her way to Claudine. How long do you think it’ll take for Claudine to carve out her heart?”
“Oh Goddess,” Amelia whispered. “Oh my Goddess, Finn.”
“He tried to take me. I severed the bond. It was the only way I could stop him.” Shakily, I pulled myself to my feet. “Are we deluding ourselves in thinking we can win? In thinking we can even begin to fight her?”
Troy pulled me into his arms. “Stop,” he whispered. “Don’t talk like that.”
“I’m pregnant, Troy.”
He stiffened. “I know. I’m going to handle it, baby. I’m going to handle everything. No one is going
to hurt you.”
Or the baby.
When he let go of me, I cradled my hand around my belly. There was so much darkness in my Blood. Evil. So much wickedness that was out of my control, but I knew one thing for certain.
life.
This child was going to be the light.
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Panic hit me hard when I realized I was carrying a child. Denial. I was on a preventative. How could I have gotten pregnant? Realization hit that I’d stopped taking that preventive when Morven had
taken me.
What kind of mother would I be? What kind of world was I shaping for my child?
But this child was Troy’s. It had all of his goodness, and it would have all my strength. Not a
ternary. The null talent didn’t pass from mother to child. It would be safe.
I would not let anything happen to it.
“No one is going to hurt us,” I said in a strong voice. “The rogues?”
“Jenson and Willa had a handle on things when I felt you leave the territory. There are at least a dozen of ours dead. I’ve ordered several of the rogues to be captured and interrogated, but from the vacant look in their eyes, I’d say Claudine has perfected the serum. I think the rogues are literally under her control. Loyal to her without a bond. Willing to kill themselves for her.”
“Then I guess we have subjects for Saul to test his antidote. We need to put Finn somewhere safe. See if the witches can figure out a way to block Claudine from reaching him again.”
Amelia sobbed. I stared hard at Troy. “Did you find what you were looking for at the Protectors of
the Land?”
“A spell with a list of ingredients.”
“Let me see it.”
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