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He was asking me to choose the Savages—him. Or my imminent capture and eventual death.

“You wouldn’t let them take me?”

“I’ve already fucking dared them to try.”

He didn’t waver in his replies. Worse, I believed him. If something were his, he wasn’t going to easily give it up.

“Before, when you said you liked your girls to let their guard down…”

“You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Isn’t that exactly what someone trying to get me to lower my guard would say?”

That earned me a devious grin. “I don’t want you broken. I just want everything else.”

What did that mean? I shifted and took a small breath.

He wasn’t telling me everything, and I was certain he wasn’t going to.

His hand was still on my face. Acutely aware that we still had an audience, including all the acolytes still going about their day, I acted before I could lose my nerve.

I gathered my courage and boldly reached up to do the same. I expected him to pull away or look surprised, but he did neither. His skin was smooth and warm, the outline of his jaw fitting perfectly against my palm.

“Tell me, what should I be worried about, Luce?”

“There’s only one thing I can tell you, dove.”

He leaned in and brushed his lips over mine with the lightness of a feather. “The Devil comes in many forms. I’m one of them.”

With that, he stepped back and began to walk away, adding over his shoulder, “You have until tonight to give me an answer.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

All I could do was stare as Bella rambled about what Luce wanted me to do. I was still in the process of sorting through everything that had happened up until this point. Losing the girls. Being taken—by Savages.

Cameron. Luce.

Luce and me.

His parting words and ultimatum especially.

We were standing in the kitchen, Bella pointing out where everything was.

Apparently, I was expected to make food. I knew how to cook. I’d learned from my father, and it had been a daily lesson for all the A.R.C girls, a requirement in the doctrine.

“He’s fully capable of feeding himself, for the record. I was told this would keep you preoccupied.”

“You’re babysitting,” I clarified for her.

I wanted to say that showed how little a threat I was considered, but I’d seen the wickedness in this tiny princess’ grin. She could handle herself. More power to her for that.

“I like to think of it as getting to know you.”

“There’s nothing that interesting about me.” I meant that sincerely. I was an average young woman doing her best to survive the harshness of our world.

“I beg to differ.”

She hopped up on one of the counters and crossed her legs at the ankles. “My brother… he likes you.”

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