Page 137 of Slay My Name


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Grim’s stare snapped to them and his lips rose. “Still on that, are we?”

“Yeah, we are.” So fierce, his Dee.

“A fresh vamp and a fool who couldn’t appreciate the new life he’d been given?”

Enough talk. Time to end?—

“Your knight, is he?” Grim sneered at her. “Don’t you know, dear Dee, he’s been luring you in—for me—from the beginning?”

Simon’s hands dug into her shoulders.

“That attack in the alley. The near hit with the gunshot. Your lover arranged that. He almost got you killed.”

Dee glanced up at him.

“And that woman, the one who died so well for my men. Grace, wasn’t it, Simon?”

Grace. Dee’s friend. The one he’d used to manipulate her.

“She gave you all that wonderfully wrong intel on Simon, didn’t she? I wonder…how could she have made a mistake like that?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He should have explained all of this to her before. Should have made her understand?—

“I know.” Soft. “I know everything he did,” she said.

His jaw dropped. She knew and she was letting him touch her? Not screaming? Not staking him?

“And I know he wasn’t doing it for you, jackass.” Her dark stare turned back to Grim. “He was working to kill you, not to set me up.”

She knew? How?—

“I knew from the first bite. I’m Born, remember? I knew.”

Well, shit.

Hate twisted Grim’s face. “You should have run while you had the chance.”

A ripple of her shoulders. “Not really the running type. More the kick-your-ass type.”

Flames raced across the floor.

Grim’s laughter filled his ears. And Nina—dammit, she jumped up.

“Burn, bitch!” Nina’s scream of fury was directed right at Dee.

Grim slipped through the doorway. His laughter followed in his wake.

The flames rose too high, too fast. Nina’s eyes flashed red, the vessels near bursting as she pumped all her power right at them.

Dee stumbled back against him. “Run!”

They charged toward the window. The fire chased after them.

“Burn, burn, burn.” A chant from Nina. Fucking insane. The flames caught Simon’s back and legs, biting at the skin, and he clenched his teeth at the agony. He fell as the fire rose around him and as?—

“No! Not without you!” Dee grabbed his arms and yanked him out the window with her. The broken glass cut his stomach and chest and then Dee was hitting him. Pounding on his body. No—striking at the flames and putting out the fire.

Burning herself to save him.

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