Isra needed to think of a way out of this cage. She was running out of time. Even if she couldn’t seduce her initial target, if she could get away, perhaps she could find another man in time. Maybe his heart wouldn’t be quite so hardened to her charms. That would buy her another day. And then maybe she could outsmart Seth. She needed to come up with something. Something he wasn’t expecting. He was an immortal warrior of the Archangels after all —— he’d probably seen every trick she knew to throw at him. She had been told he was the oldest and strongest, and therefore the one they had to target first before they got suspicious and raised the alert to what they were really trying to do. But battling the oldest and strongest meant she had to be at the top of her game. She was chosen because she was the best. Isra had to find a way to knock him off his guard. "He’s not going to let you out of here." Once again, Camille fought her way into Isra’s mind.
