"Might as well kidnap her and get it over with." Grayson Quinn mumbled under his breath, suddenly feeling a chillingly oppressive gaze shoot over at him. He looked up to see Mason Nightshade with a slight raise of his brow, cold eyes glancing askance at him, sending a shiver down his spine.
"She won't." Mason Nightshade suddenly said.
"What?" Grayson Quinn wasn't sure if he hadn't heard clearly or if he just didn't understand what was said.
Mason Nightshade lifted his head, his gaze dark, yet unwavering like a predator eyeing its prey, a slight, faint smile on his lips, his voice so softly murmured, "She won't, and she can't escape. Even if she does, I can bring her back."
Aurelia, this life of ours is far from over.
Others don't understand, but he does. The Night family is the compensation she seeks for from her past life. Just…to forgive me so easily, my Aurelia, do you have any idea what kind of Mason Nightshade you've released?
