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Chapter Two Hundred and Forty One.

DAEMON'S POV

"I think I know where they've taken her," Julia said.

"Then we should get going immediately," I replied, but she shook her head.

"We won't make it to her in time."

"Well, standing here doing nothing isn't helping-so fucking lead the way."

I was growing restless, and the delay was only making it worse.

She reached into her bag and I caught Alexander stiffen, his eyes locked on her every move. I hadn't even realized she'd been carrying anything.

But all she pulled out was a rope. She handed it to me.

"What the fuck is this? A rope?"

"Not just any rope. It's enchanted-meant for supernatural beings, especially those with abilities and gifts. If we're too late and the goddess has already taken over Aliyah's body, we'll need this to bind her. It's the only way to stop her... at least temporarily."

I took the rope. It looked ordinary, but the moment I touched it, I felt the pulse of its magic.

"Daemon and I will go find her," Alexander said. But of course, I could already see an argument brewing-one we didn't have time for.

"It's either we all go or you'll stay and let me go." Kaida said, the challenge clear in her voice.

"This could be dangerous. I don't want you anywhere near it."

"I can take care of myself. You have to stop treating me like a child."

"I know that," Alexander replied. "But someone needs to keep an eye on Julia-l

enough to leave her

didn't seem to care that

gave

you," Alexander said, kissing her on

to get going now," I said, my patience

had described. I would've brought her with us,

stone. The pillars were wrapped in faded, torn cloth that

breeze, like

abandoned to

might be a set up." I

hit my

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smell anywhere.

had been locked. I broke

knees as if in worship-of something, or someone. On a table lay a naked figure: a woman with both wrists slit. The white cloth beneath

Aliyah.

Too late. Once again.

to their feet, one after another, blocking her from my

be

could finish. I drove my hand into his chest and ripped out his heart with a

didn't want to believe it. She

in my hand, I was about to do the

feet now-the slits on her wrists and the deep wound on

at the same time, she was different. There was a boldness in her stride, power in her eyes that

dropped to their knees

goddess of light," they recited, and she

well, my children. Very well," she commented. "But

second. With a swift motion, she drove the glowing, flame-red dagger through all four throats. They collapsed, gasping, choking on their own blood. Shock

were living beings and the next,

robe they had laid out for her,

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