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Esme pov
"She just killed herself." The words left my mouth in what felt like doubt and pure disbelief.
My dagger sharpened and made entirely from silver ore, pierced deeply into her vocal cords. Blood oozed out in a pool, sliding down her neck to her chest. Soaking up into her disheveled garment.
I gasped using my hands to cover my mouth as I turned to bury my face into Lucien's chest. His hands came automatically around to enclose me in his embrace. My body shook but no tears.
Greyson stepped forward, a flat look on his face when he gazed at the woman he had identified to be one of his runaways.
"Since this one is gone I will take the other one and leave. "he said, turning to look at everyone. Just like that. No remorse for a lost pack member.
My anger boiled quietly, I pulled away from Lucien's embrace.
"What do you mean take the other one. " looking at him with spiteful rage and then at Lucien.
