"It gets worse, your majesty," Talon said.
Talon stood ramrod straight but even he couldn't hide the discomfort in his eyes. He didn't want to say it. She could see it in the way his jaw ticked, the way he glanced at the ground before continuing. Luna narrowed her eyes.
"Maelis…" Talon had barely finished when Damien breezed out of the room.
Damien was gone in a blink—gone in the blur of raw power and speed that only a true blood vampire could wield. One second he was standing at Luna's side, the next he was a streak of shadow hurtling down the hall with deadly purpose. The air in the room rushed after him, curtains fluttering, paper flying, the scent of fury left in his wake.
"He's gonna kill him! Damn true blood speed," Luna said, feeling a slash of pain in her lower abdomen as she ran after Damien although he was already far gone.
