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“Your mother contacted me after you were imprisoned. She asked for my help bringing you back to her side, and I agreed. It’s time for you to take your place in this family.”
“I will never do her bidding again,” Legion snarls.
He shoves me toward the door, but Uziah calls out again. “You can’t have her, you know. The curse forbids it.”
This time, I’m the one stiffening and rounding on the vampire. “What do you know about my curse?”
Uziah looks quickly between us, and the smugness that settles around him is impossible to miss. He looks at Legion like I’m not the one addressing him and says, “You haven’t told her?”
“Told me what?” I demand.
Legion doesn’t answer.
I look back at Uziah, who appears all too eager to fill me in.
“Legion’s mother laced his blood with a curse. If he should ever meet his fated mate, Maricha’s magic would leave them unable to touch. Unable to complete their bond.” Uziah’s gaze hardens as he says to Legion, “The only blood bond you will have is with me or your mother. The sooner you accept it, the safer she will be.”
I look between them, horrified. “Your mother cast this curse on me?”
Legion doesn’t answer, but the guilt that flashes in his depthless eyes is all the confirmation I need.
“And you knew?” I accuse.
“Yes.” His voice his hoarse, his eyes refusing to meet mine.
“This is what you meant that night with Klyn. About your bloodline. You’ve known and kept it from me. Trying to make me doubt what I’ve suspected all along.” Rage, betrayal, fear—my stomach swirls with all of it. “I’m going to be sick,” I whisper.
Legion watches me warily, but I don’t give him the satisfaction of my attention. I drag my gaze back to Uziah, and the triumphant look he wears reconfirms that his claims are true.
“You asked me to deliver him,” I say flatly. “I have. Our dealings are done. If I see a single member of the Crimson Roses, I will kill them. We are done, do you understand me?”
Uziah waves me off. “Whatever you say, little assassin.”
“Don’t call me that,” I growl, and then I walk out.
Legion follows me, but I refuse to look at him as I walk to my car. When I get there, I stop and turn to him, hating that he has the nerve to look sorry for his lies.
“Tor—”
“Don’t,” I snap. “You don’t get to say anything, and you definitely don’t get to apologize. You knew your mother did this to me, and you lied about it. We’re done.”
“I didn’t know,” he says quickly. “When we met, I didn’t know about the curse.”
“When?” I demand. “When did you know?”
He hesitates. “The day the glaistig came to the Keep,” he says quietly. “She told me the curse came from my bloodline. I figured it had to be my mother. Her way of keeping me trapped and bonded to only her.”
“And you didn’t think I needed to know? It made me a target.”
“I wanted you to…”
“What? To fall for you? To trust you?” I snort. “Look at how that turned out.”
He starts to respond, but I block him out, wrenching open my car door and climbing inside. The moment I do, I hit the locks.
He frowns in at me. “You can’t go out there alone. It’s not safe.”
“Watch me,” I say through the window, hating that he’s probably right.
