Troy
Nothing about killing Evalina brought me peace. Instead of the forgiveness in the old woman’s eyes, all I could see was the horror in Kiana’s and the guttural screams ripping from Lunessa. The fear in Irene. Even Jenson and Willa were sneaking me furtive looks.
I’d killed the matriarch of Darkwyn Coven. It didn’t matter whether it was with her permission or with her encouragement. It didn’t matter that it was to save others. She’d made some horrible decisions, but she wasn’t guilty of breaking any of my laws, and I’d executed her. The worst part of it was everyone thought it was over. They thought they were safe. Was Evalina the only one who knew that Lunessa was her grandchild and Kiana’s cousin? If Claudine found out, the horror and fear would start all over again.
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