Page 61 of Cruel Queen


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“You and I are going to sneak in undetected. No one will even know we are coming.”

“What about your people? Your guards?”

“They will stay here and protect the camp.”

“Okay.”

“Are you ready?” he asks and holds out his hand. I place mine in his. “We aren’t walking, Talia. You need to take us there. Remember, you know where to go. Just think of somewhere they wouldn’t know where to look. Try to remember…”

I close my eyes andbewhere I want tobe. It’s getting easier to move around, and when I open my eyes, we are standing in a room I recognize. It was Veronica’s, but it doesn’t appear the same.

Actually, it doesn’t even get used, by the looks of it. There is dust everywhere, the curtains are hanging at a strange angle, and everything looks unkempt.

“Good. Good girl. Now, where are we?” he asks while checking around.

“The castle,” I whisper. “This was Veronica’s room.”

Max nods and pulls out his knife, holding it close to him.

“If you need to use me, do not hesitate. You know I can handle you taking what you need, so use me whenever required.” When I don’t answer, he grips my arm and locks eyes with me. “Talia, use me.”

I nod, unable to form words. The last time I did that here, I ended up killing someone because I got too high on the power. And Max’s power is the biggest and best drug there is.

He pushes me behind him as he shuffles toward the door and slowly opens it, glancing back to make sure I’m right behind him. It’s late, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t anything out there. The vampires prefer the night, and Viper… well, who knows what he prefers.

Max nods for me to follow, and I do, staying quiet as possible as we step out. He rounds a corner, and I see the dining hall straight away.

“Where will they be?” Max whispers.

I know where they will be.

Without a shadow of a doubt.

They’ll be inthatroom.

I thought it was destroyed, but if Viper’s had his way, it would be back in tip-top shape. I nod in the direction of the room, and Max heads that way. He strides forward with power. A power you can practically feel vibrating out of him. When we get to the hallway leading to the room, I pause, unsure if I want to get near it. Max immediately notices, and he turns back to me, kisses me on the lips, nods his head, and turns back around.

How can he be so confident?

I put one foot in front of the other and follow him until we stop at the door.

I hate that door.

I hate everything that it holds.

I hate what it represents.

When I look at that door, all I can think about is Patrick.

I miss him every single day.

I wipe a stray tear away and nod to it. Max pushes the door open, but I stop him from entering. His back goes a little straighter when he peers inside, and then he tenses. I step up to see what he is looking at, spotting Grim with his eyes on Max. It’s then I notice he is restrained to the floor with chains holding him immobile.

“Grim!” I gasp, trying to push past Max, but he stops me.

“Don’t. It’s what Viper wants,” Max says.

"But—”

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