Faelan: A Highland Warrior Brief - Plot & Excerpts
He’s drawing too much attention to himself.” Druan picked up his goblet of wine which was mixed with a few drops of human blood and took a sip. He caught sight of himself in the mirror over the fireplace and admired his natural form, so much nicer than the human shell he was forced to wear in public. Soon, if his plan worked, it wouldn’t be necessary to hide at all. His father’s plague would be nothing compared to this creation. The world would fall at his feet. The Underworld would witness his power, and then he would be the Dark One’s favorite, not that damned Tristol. “If Onwar isn’t stopped, he’ll empty every insane asylum in Europe.” “What’s he doing?” Malek asked. “Raising an army of lunatics?” “I wouldn’t be surprised.” Voltar turned his dark gaze from the contents of his wine glass—straight human blood—and he gave Druan and Malek a hard stare. “We could kill him.” “And risk the Dark One’s wrath,”
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