Chapter 88 Bloodhounds

• “Keep dreaming, Elodie,” I spoke with a condescending tone. “That’s the thing you’re the best at anyway.”
• Kallias smeared another drop of his blood on the stone walls and the doorway appeared again, just enough for two people to pass through. My mate held out a hand for me, but I pivoted and gave my sister one last sneer.
• “It seems like our visit to you had been a waste of time, but at least we learned that you’re a pawn and a whore of Marc that can be discarded anytime.”