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She squints at me suspiciously. “Dude, what are you? Unseelie or human? What happened to you?”“Mac happened to me.” She flinches when I say it, and I wonder why. I blame Jericho Barrons, too. If I survive what I’m turning into, I’ll kill them both. Hate ripples through me, dense and black and suffocating.
Stephanie ♥Loves Adrian Ivashkov♥ wrote: "She squints at me suspiciously. “Dude, what are you? Unseelie or human? What happened to you?”“Mac happened to me.” She flinches when I say it, and I wonder why. I blame Jericho Barrons, too. If ..."
Wow. Is that that Dani???
๑ஜ๑ Jαѕмιиє ๑ஜ๑ wrote: "Stephanie ♥Loves Adrian Ivashkov♥ wrote: "She squints at me suspiciously. “Dude, what are you? Unseelie or human? What happened to you?”“Mac happened to me.” She flinches when I say it, and I won..."
Christian & Dani :) & the first one is Ryodan & Dani.
“Were you /trying/ to become Dublin’s most wanted?”“Not like you weren’t for a while, and you survived.”
“I had Barrons at my back. You pissed off your potential version of Barrons.”
I’m deliberately obtuse.
“Christian MacKeltar? He’s not pissed at me.”
“Ryodan.”
“Ryodan isn’t Barrons and never will be!”
“Agreed. But he could have your back, if you’d let him. Instead, you not only blatantly antagonized him, you put him in a position where he has to punish you. You defied him in front of the entire city. Dani, Dani.”
“You could do that? Make my bruises and cuts go away?” I’m always beat up and my muscles are constantly strained from overuse. Sometimes I burn through my shoes and scrape the skin right off my feet. It gets old.“I can make you feel better than you’ve ever felt in your life.”
“How?”
“There are some secrets, Dani O’Malley, that you learn only by participating.”



“Make me.”
Before I can snap off a pithy, brilliant reply, my head is back, my spine is arched like a bow, and Ryodan’s face is in my neck. He bites me.
The fecker /bites/ me!
Right on the neck!
Fangs bracket my jugular. I feel them, sharp and deep, sinking into me. It hurts. . . .
“I know your taste now, kid. I know your scent like I know my own. You will never be able to pass me again without me knowing it’s you. And if I ever catch you on the lower levels of Chester’s . . . or anywhere in my club for that matter. . . . ”
He smiles at me. There’s blood on his teeth.