Chapters (47)
- Also by Rebecca Zanetti
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Teaser Chapter
- About the Author
A rock, sharp and solid, dropped into Grace’s gut. Nobody knew that the Kurjans could go into the sun, and Adare never would’ve seen them coming. He wasn’t in top shape right now, either. Oh, God. Her shoulders shook and her teeth chattered.
“I think you terrified her,” Yvonne said to Terre.
He looked at Grace in his rearview mirror. “Don’t pass out on me, girlfriend. We have a lot of talking to do later.”
“Talking. Right,” Yvonne clicked her tongue. “So that’s what you kids are calling torture these days.” She leaned to the side as if telling a secret. “I’ve seen him work. He can make it hurt so bad you can’t even scream.”
Grace reacted without thought, dropping her head and smashing her forehead onto Yvonne’s nose.
There was a pop and blood burst forth. The blonde yelled, clapping a hand over her nose. “You fucking bitch.”
Grace’s ears rang. They were going to torture her and then save her to kill when they got the other Keys. Reasoning with them wasn’t going to work. Might as well make them bleed first.
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Chapter 37
Adare burst through the destroyed front door of his cabin a step ahead of Ronan. “Grace?” he bellowed, running for the hidden door and keying in the code.
Faith dashed out, bounced off him, and headed straight for Ronan. He held her tight, breathing her in, his gaze tortured. Faith pulled back, tears on her face. “They came to get her, and I think she’s gone. They destroyed most of the security system, but I watched the cameras downstairs, and they tied her up and put her in a back seat of a green Suburban.”
“Who?” Adare growled, his body settling into fight mode, even while he bled from one leg. The blood pooled on his boot, dripping onto the wooden floor.
“Bobbi and what looked like a Kurjan in the front seat,” Faith said, wiping her face off. “But the snow had stopped and the sun came out. I don’t understand. Maybe he was wearing a mask? But he looked like a Kurjan. A real one.”
They’d passed the burnt-out shell of Benny’s truck, and the hybrid was nowhere to be found. If he’d survived the attack, he would’ve gotten word to them. Or maybe he was tracking Grace. It was unlikely he would’ve gone without leaving word, but it was a hope to hold on to. Benny had to be okay.
Fury raced through Adare so quickly, he swayed. “How the hell did Bobbi find her? Find this cabin?” He grabbed his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed the Realm. The device had somehow survived the dunking in the river.
“I take it you didn’t die in the ambush,” Dage Kayrs said absently instead of a greeting.