Demon From the Dark 9 by Cole Kresley

Author:Cole, Kresley [Cole, Kresley]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781439123126
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2010-08-24T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

"You've come ful circle now, Slaine," Ronath said from outside Malkom's cel, the same one in which he'd been imprisoned with Kalen al those years ago. "And stil

after al these centuries, you are nothing."

Narrowing his bloodied and swolen eyes, Malkom gripped the cel bars, the wrath inside him burning for release. Earlier, the armorer had ordered his guards to beat

him but refused to face Malkom alone--even though Ronath could now trace. "And stil you are a coward, one who has always feared me."

When Ronath shrugged, his elaborate armor clanked with the movement. "Your taunts mean nothing to me because we both know that I've won. And you, Scarba, wil

always lose. It might take hundreds of years, but you wil always fail."

Never had Malkom needed to kil as he did now. Because everything Ronath said was true.

I wanted to live with Carrow. That was all.

Though the idea of being kept from his female made him crazed--he'd sworn he would never be separated from her--he had one consolation. Ronath wouldn't find her.

So I win. By the time the armorer and his men had finished torturing Malkom and returned to the mountain to begin mining, she would be long gone.

Malkom had made her so furious that there was no chance she'd try to folow him. As if there'd been a chance before the bite. She would make her own way to the

portal and leave without him this night. With the power she'd demonstrated this morning, she should be safe.

I would have liked to see her world. To have her show it to me.

Would she wonder what had become of him?

It didn't matter. He would die here, and she would be safe from these demons.

Ronath ran the tip of his bone spear under a claw. "Surely even you can recognize that you were born just to be punished. What I do not understand is why you haven't

simply ended yourself. Seems you are more coward than I."

Kalen had once asked him about his wil to live, marveling at it, especialy in light of Malkom's earlier hardships. This morning, when Malkom had been brought into

the city, memories of his imprisonment and his childhood overwhelmed him, until even he had begun to marvel at what he'd survived.

The torture and pain, the unending loneliness.

In this very cel, he'd been trapped with the body of his best friend for days. The brother he'd murdered...

Never had he regretted anything so badly. Even before he'd been released, Malkom had realized that Kalen's actions hadn't been the betrayal he thought; the prince

had merely decided on a rational course of action.

The better male lives, the lesser sacrifices.

In four hundred years, Malkom had accomplished nothing. Kalen could have achieved so much more.

Yet now Malkom realized that if he hadn't had the wil to live that night, he never would have known his witch, wouldn't have been here to save her life.

He pictured Carrow smiling up at him from under a jet-black curl. Malkom had somehow endured long enough to protect the most exquisite woman born, to pleasure

her.

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