Chapter 82

Fire scorched Lily’s features, and pain racked her body once again. She was fireproof, but the scorching heat from the dragon’s maw was enough to raise blisters on her flesh. When the flames subsided, she sneered at Tristan, who had relaxed his grip on her throat.

“Is that the best you can do?” she asked him with a strained voice.

“I prefer cooking my meal before I eat it. If the heart of a virgin can bring me so much power, I wonder what the heart of a demon can do?”

She smirked at him. “Then I guess it’s too bad that I’ve already given it to somebody else.”

“We’ll see about that,” he replied.

When his jaws snapped together on her face, she let out a scream of rage and burst into smoke, leaving the real world and Dana behind. Her consciousness swirled around in circles as if going down a drain, and her last thoughts were that she hoped Dana would be okay.

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Cyrus opened his eyes. He had been sitting in a meditative pose for some hours now