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closely and judging my reaction. He materialized a Rugger 9mm from thin air and cocked it before holding it to Adam's temple.
    “Talk or he dies.”
    A gun—seriously, even I knew these guys didn’t need guns to kill, so he had to be doing this so I could see the threat. I couldn’t talk. It was part of my training. If Adam spoke of the Guild or gave anything away—I myself would be killing him. It was part of the blood oath they made us take when we graduated. Our eyes met and held, his saying that it was okay, mine showing everything I felt. Frustration at not being able to help. Anger for what was happening and pain for what I was losing—my closest friend.
    “Use the girl,” his Demon said when I refused to answer.
    Relief washed over me as Adam was spared from death and chained beside me in the other set of hanging manacles. Chandra was pushed in front of me and shoved to her knees the same way Adam had been. She was fairly new to the Guild and I didn’t know her as well as I did Adam.
    I met and held Chandra’s eyes, telling her I was sorry but her eyes didn’t hold remorse, or regret—deep malice sat smoldering in her hazel eyes. I almost choked on my tongue—I knew that look. Shit…she would talk.
    “My name is Chandra—” She smiled coldly at me.
    “Shut up Chandra,” I growled with warning making my voice sharp.
    “Fuck you, I’m not dying here!” She cried.
    The Prince was watching us closely. His eyes moving from my red face to hers, which showed not an ounce of remorse. I wasn’t as attached to Chandra like I was the others in my small coven. If she spoke, I'd take her out and while I hated doing so she knew the rules. She'd taken the same oath I had, the one to protect our coven by every means.
    “Who does she work for?” Ryder gently asked Chandra who looked only too willing to give up who I was and why I had come.
    “She’s the—”
    I closed my eyes, feeling a slight twinge of regret as I did the only thing I could to prevent her from pointing blame at the Guild.
    She coughed violently, as I sent my dark magic inside her with a whisper, seeking her lungs with thousands of needles that would stop air from entering her lungs. It wouldn't be completely painless but I was trying to make it a clean death, so she wouldn’t suffer more than she had to. She cried out as blood exploded from her lungs, flowing freely from her lips seconds before she suffocated and collapsed to the floor with a soft thud.
    The Dark Prince watched with mock amusement on his hard beautiful face, his golden eyes rising from her crumpled form to my face. I couldn’t look away from Chandra. She had panicked and given me no other choice but to take her life. She was dying slowly, drowning on blood that had filled her lungs—because of me.
    “You killed her?” He asked surprised, but I ignored him.
    For what seemed like minutes after Chandra had slumped onto the floor cold and lifeless I continued to push dark magic inside of her, until Adam spoke low and leveled calling me by code to keep our names secret. “Mag's, stop she’s dead.”
    Her dark brown hair was now taking on an angry red tint from the blood that still flowed from her lips to create a pool around her face. I'd done what I was taught, I'd had no choice. I kept telling myself this over and over inside my head as my heart increased its rate at what I had just done— I'd killed her.
    Guilt crept up my spine. I hated killing, even if I was good at it. To talk of the Guild, or tell a mark who sent us was treason. If you got caught, you went silently to your death as I would surely do now at the hands of this deadly Fae.
    “Mag's, look at me,” Adam said gently but firmly.
    I raised my eyes meeting his gentle green eyes. His hair was covered in perspiration and clung wildly to his face. His face showed no fear, no anger for the kill, just acceptance. “Blood oath Syn. You had no choice."
    “It was a good kill, painless.” I choked on bile with