“Get in,” he said, jealousy pulling his voice taut. “I’ll padlock the back.” My vampire wouldn’t like seeing Ronan affecting me this way. But affect me he did. Betrayal seared through me at the sight of him. I understood why Carden was here. I got his motivations. He was a vampire in the midst of a war. He was a creature of honor and loyalty who owed a debt to someone he called his queen. But Ronan? Ronan was my friend. Probably my best friend. Often my only friend. He had a heart—an actual live, pumping one. He’d always been…well, he’d been my hope. The one ray of light that’d kept me alive, literally and figuratively. His presence here was incomprehensible. The deception, the agony of it, slammed into me like a physical thing that wedged deep under my skin, wending through me until the feeling lodged somewhere in the vicinity of my heart and made it hard to breathe. Seeing Ronan behind the wheel of that truck threw everything I knew, everything I understood about myself, into doubt.
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