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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

to leave

that

gave a

kissing her on the

my patience thin. The

would've brought her

made of dark, worn stone. The pillars were wrapped in faded, torn cloth that

the breeze, like old flags

to

in there, this might be a set up." I

smell hit my

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Hundred and

would recognize that smell anywhere. It was Aliya's

had been locked.

lit candles and the men in black cloaks, all on their 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 her was stained deep red with blood, and more had gathered

Aliyah.

Too late. Once again.

'worshippers' rose to their feet, one after another, blocking

not be here.

he could finish. I drove my hand into his

didn't want to believe it. She

ground as his heart went up in flames in my hand, I was about to do the

She was on her feet now-the slits on her wrists

same time, she was different. There was a boldness in her stride, power in her eyes that hadn't

dropped to their knees

recited, and she

Very well," she commented. "But I fear I

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

they were living beings and the next,

robe they had laid out for her,

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