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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirl) One

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty One

Daemon appeared out of nowhere, his gaze sweeping over the approaching swarm of flesh-eaters.

"Perhaps I just saved the day." He gripped both of us, and the blink of an eye, we

were gone.

He stopped at the pack's borders.

He hadn't been able to travel this far the last time, and the only explanation for that was that he had fed on

someone.

"Where is Cynthia?" I asked, my voice barely recognizable, I warned you-I told you the only one who gets to kill her is me."

"Of course, and that's why she's waiting in the dungeons. You're welcome by the way."

"You didn't stick to the plan," Alexander said, his voice calm but sharp.

"But I came back."

his gaze narrowing. "Why? You must've figured out the girl was never in

Daemon said with a small smirk, but I could still see the

after all— masterful at deception. But when we reached the room, there she was. Cynthia, tied to a chair, blood dripping from a wound on her neck, a grotesque chunk of flesh torn away. I glanced at Daemon, but all

got carried away." He

was almost as pale as a demon; maybe that was because she had lost

I could see the pain in her eyes, even

hated it.

consumed by hatred, scheming ways to destroy

face. Burn it into your memory.

as I remembered all she had taken from me. I might never recover them, but

watching as blood poured from her mouth. Her body trembled, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't plead, but the defeat in her eyes was unmistakable as

chest.

of the flesh- eater. She

set her body on fire. The flames turned purple, consuming her until not even

unkillable. Every person could die,

is goodbye?" I

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don't worry, I won't go feeding

"Or neighboring pack members."

can't keep such

"Daemon."

No neighboring pack members either, but

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