Chapter 204

Tatiana

The halls were dark when I returned, the scent of iron still clinging to the air. Though it was one that was foreign to me at this point, I still smelled it. I still found myself being satisfied with it. Being around it was a reminder of strength. It was a reminder as to where I had come to. It was a reminder of what I wanted.

Giovanni’s bloodletting had satisfied him for the night, at least, that’s what he believed. The man who did not understand anything that was going on around him made me want to laugh, but I suppressed that. I couldn’t let him see past my veil.

I slipped into the room like mist, my body silent, my thoughts louder than ever. I could still hear Lysandra screaming in the back of my mind. She’d felt me. Fought me. She did her best and I would have still consumed her hatching, not screamed, called for help, resisted to let me in her mind.

She’s stronger than she looks.

But he wouldn’t know that. He must never know. I woul