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Chapters (44)
  1. Praise for Sherrilyn Kenyon:
  2. About the Author
  3. Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark-Hunter World Series: (in reading order)
  4. COPYRIGHT
  5. Born of Fury
  6. Dedication
  7. PROLOGUE
  8. CHAPTER 1
  9. CHAPTER 2
  10. CHAPTER 3
  11. CHAPTER 4
  12. CHAPTER 5
  13. CHAPTER 6
  14. CHAPTER 7
  15. CHAPTER 8
  16. CHAPTER 9
  17. CHAPTER 10
  18. CHAPTER 11
  19. CHAPTER 12
  20. CHAPTER 13
  21. CHAPTER 14
  22. CHAPTER 15
  23. CHAPTER 16
  24. CHAPTER 17
  25. CHAPTER 18
  26. CHAPTER 19
  27. CHAPTER 20
  28. CHAPTER 21
  29. CHAPTER 22
  30. CHAPTER 23
  31. CHAPTER 24
  32. CHAPTER 25
  33. CHAPTER 26
  34. CHAPTER 27
  35. CHAPTER 28
  36. CHAPTER 29
  37. CHAPTER 30
  38. CHAPTER 31
  39. CHAPTER 32
  40. CHAPTER 33
  41. CHAPTER 34
  42. CHAPTER 35
  43. CHAPTER 36
  44. EPILOGUE

A chill went down her spine. “You shouldn’t pry into people’s thoughts, Nero.”

“You shouldn’t have thoughts around me you don’t want me to know about.”

“What thoughts?” Darice asked.

“None whatsoever.” Nero went to take Kalea, but Darice kept her in his arms. He smiled at Darice. “Why don’t I take the two of you to the hospital to be with Hauk? Knowing Syn, he won’t release him until tomorrow. He’ll want to run every test known to make sure he’s fine.” He paused to meet Sumi’s gaze. “See you there in a few hours?”

She nodded. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

After he left with the kids and guards, Sumi went to their bedroom to dig out their backpacks that someone had delivered after their return from Oksana. No one had bothered to unpack them. She paused as she found the violin case in Hauk’s pack.

A smile tugged at the edges of her lips as she remembered how beautifully Dancer played. When this was over, she was going to make him serenade her.

And that steeled the determination in her to see this to the end, and to make sure no one ever threatened him again.

She rooted around until she located her League gear. It was time for her to go to work.

Sumi slowed as she felt someone following her. Turning into an alley, she fell into the shadows and waited.

Once the tall male walked past her corner, she grabbed him. She started to punch him then recognized the familiar form. “Bastien? What are you doing here?”

He offered her an unrepentant grin. “I figured you could use the backup.”

“I’m an assassin. I work best alone.”

“Even Nemesis has backup for these kinds of missions.”

She glanced down to his stomach where he’d been marked a Ravin by The League. “I thought you hated the killing business.”

“This isn’t business. It’s personal, and that I understand better than anyone.”

She supposed he did. “You’re planning to go after the one who killed your family?”

He nodded. “Once you’re squared away, and I don’t have to worry about the debt I owe the two of you. Hell, yes.”

“You don’t owe us anything.”

“I disagree, and Hauk would never forgive me if I let something happen to you. Besides, I don’t want someone who’s done so much for me to lose what he loves most. So let’s get this done.”

She smiled at him and the kindness he denied having. “You’re a good man, Bas.”

“Not really. I just strive to not be a bad one… or on most days, a total dick.”