Page 65 of His Darkest Deceit


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The glass on the floor was about as dangerous as a fly. Having been run through with a sword multiple times during training, I could easily attest to that. It should have been easy to explain that to him, but my mind was fascinated with other things.

Like how perfect his unblinking eyes looked in this light—acid-green, deadly, and unwavering.

After a deep exhale, I murmured, “You smell really good.”

“Do I?” He stroked my hand and smiled softly.

“Mmm hmm.” So good I could eat him, sink my teeth right into his flesh.

Leaning over me, he breathed over my parted lips. “Beloved, you’re very tired and want to go to sleep right now.”

My eyes were so heavy, the idea of a nap extremely appealing.

Already drowsing, I felt him kiss my forehead. “Be brave when you wake up.”

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Iwas going to kill him!

Violently, I went from dreaming to hypervigilance. Jackknifing upright, hissing with lethal intent, I scanned the darkness unsure how many hours I had been sedated.

No one was in the large bed with me. I didn’t see him in his chair. Scrambling off the mattress, I moved through the dark, finding the sprawling bedroom empty.

Where the hell had he gone?

The troublesome glass had all been swept away, my cake and the remaining dishes missing from the little table.

There was a note. All it said was:You are safe.

I crushed it in my fist and dropped it to the floor.

With no looming male to prevent my exit, I abandoned the bedroom and headed into the heart of his home.

Too large for a single person, there were far more rooms than necessary. And even though I searched them all, he wasn’t hiding in any of them.

Not the offices, spare sleeping quarters, cooking area, nor lounge. Not the training rooms or indoor gardens. When I dared open an outside door and walk into the cold night air, I did not find him on his expansive terrace. What I did find was an amazing view of our settlement twinkling below me in the night. Never had I seen the city from such a vantage. Hybrid trainees lived on the lower levels where the view was misty. My whole life, my horizon had been an undulating wall of gray.

But in General Cyderial’s tower, there was nothing but endless universe above me.

At my feet, our city sat like the eye of a storm in a sea of swirling fog battering against the filters in its never-ending bid to seep in. Angry mist blanketed the land as far as the eye could see, and from such a vantage, it was more beautiful than I could say.

Yet nothing might ever compare to the stars smeared across the night sky, galaxies swirling, planets glowing bright.

I never imagined it could be so vast. Never thought of it at all actually, not when my tiny dormitory window offered no such view.

This magnificent spectacle of darkness and light was breathtaking.

Sharp wind banked against skin that burned hot enough to steam, buffering my hair with an icy and soothing slap as it teased heat out of me.

Never would I have seen such a thing had I gone straight into the fog. Never would I have knownthere was so much morebeyond its swirling glory.

Swallowing, thirsty and fevered, I stared in wonder and almost forgot about the missing male whose intentions toward me were flawed.

Who had left me here alone after behaving atrociously. Who deceived, who craved, who claimed he was my slave, even as he locked me away and left me to molder in his den.

I was the one bullied and tricked.

I was the slave. The possession.

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