Posted Feb 8 2016
“Leave,” River ordered.
The Dark moved closer, the point of her sword nicking his skin so that a bead of blood formed. “Do you know what you are?”
“I have a Fae blade in my hand. Of course I know what I am.”
“Where did you get the weapon?” the Light asked.
River didn’t budge even as more blood welled from the prick against the Dark’s neck. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
DARK ALPHA’S EMBRACE