A Court So Dark by Ingrid Seymour EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Ingrid Seymour
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WÖLFE
The beast tried to claw its way out of me as I squeezed the weak male’s
neck, but it wouldn’t do to terrify my prey out of his wits. Not just
yet.
“Where is he?” I demanded, my patience teetering at the sword’s edge of
a precipice.
A hand fell on my shoulder. “Wölfe. Please.”
My head jerked back. I growled, teeth bared. “Unwise to touch me,
Summer Prince.”
Jeondar pulled his hand back, curling his fingers into a fist, probably
worried I might bite them off. Not so unwise, after all.
I returned my attention to the coiffed male, whom I held against the wall.
This was his villa. My Seelie spies had marked him as one of Cardian’s
allies, someone who could potentially be harboring my weasel brother.
As I squeezed his neck a little harder, Kryn came barreling through the
door, followed by Silver.
“Cardian isn’t here,” my half-brother said. “We searched everywhere.”
I narrowed my eyes at my quarry, my claws unsheathing. He whimpered
as they pierced his pasty skin. A cloying sweet smell clung to him, some
sort of flowery perfume. His hair was a mass of well-arranged curls on top
of his head. They glittered with enough pixie dust to make a full-grown
horse soar from the ground. Sweat slid down his forehead, and his tongue
kept darting out like a snake’s.
My fingers squeezed harder still. “I will ask one last time or I’ll kill you.
Where is Cardian?”
“I don’t know, my king.” His voice trembled.
I applied more pressure to my thumb. My claw dug in and warm blood
flowed to stain his pristine white collar. I stared in fascination as it
blossomed, spreading through the threads like fire through a cotton field.
“Please, my k-king,” the male managed just barely. “All I know is that…
he acquired a transfer token, stole it from your father.”
For a second, I didn’t move, my urge to kill him dampened by the news,
then my fury redoubled and I leaned more heavily into him, the tendons
around his throat feeling like flimsy twigs that I yearned to break. He made
a croaking sound.
“He’s told you what he knows, Wölfe.” Jeondar stepped into my field of
vision. “Let him go. He’s not worth it.”
My eyes flicked toward the Summer Prince, and for a moment, I
considered his words, Kalyll trying to push his own morality on me. But the
moment of insanity passed, and with a little more pressure—an effortless
thing, really—I snapped the traitor’s neck.
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