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Suddenly it all makes sense.
She’s here because the Night Guild did this to her. That’s why she’s spying for the Raven Society. Because the Guild turned her into a demon. Because we turned her into a demon.
“That’s right,” Aza laughs. “One of the blood banks is practically right under your nose, Caspian. Here in California, not more than fifty miles from this very place.”
Caspian looks like he’s about to pop a gasket. And I simply can’t breathe for a moment.
I’m no Boy Scout. I know the Guild does terrible things, weaves chaos throughout the world. I’ve covered my brother’s tracks when I’ve needed to throughout the years. But for the most part, I’ve chosen to focus on my wine and ignore the unpleasantness, content with serving the supernatural community in my own way.
This is new territory, though.
It’s not just because of my obsession with Luciana. It’s because the Guild is doing this shit to other supernaturals. Which is different than the constant power struggles and battles between the demons; we know what we’re getting into. Abducting people, turning them into hybrids… that’s a whole different playing field.
Maybe it is Luciana, knowing someone affected by this that makes it hit home. I don’t know.
I just know this changes things.
The betas begin to make their speeches next, and I manage to get through mine rather robotically. That process takes a while since there are so many nominations. Hours pass, and I feel like I’m in a trance.
“Alright, then,” Aza says when we’re finally done. “We’ll break for now and reconvene at midnight.”
I glance at my watch. That gives everyone about eight hours to threaten, kidnap, maim, or murder their competitors.
She stands and sweeps her gaze around the room. “Voting will commence at the witching hour.”
