Bite of the Black Wolf
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“But you must allow me to congratulate you on bringing down the White Raven. When I received word, I struggled to contain my reaction. I should thank you.”
“We did not eliminate your rival for your benefit,” said Colette, fixing him with her lilac eyes. “And we deserve a better show of gratitude.”
He could feel his weapon’s comfortable weight at his back, and was sure they would not have missed its silhouette rising above his shoulder—still it amused him to be spoken to so frankly. None had dared since Garlond, but for van Darnus’s dismissive superiority. But this was a different beast. “What, pray tell, do you mean by that?”
“We do not put much stock in words in Ishgard,” Colette told him, looking from his pallid mask down to her own hands, tucking away her rosary and examining her own fingernails, curling and stretching her hand before her as she continued to speak. “A man may say any number of things, but it is his deeds which reveal his character.”
“If you believe you should thank us,” Odette added, “then do so, rather than speak on the matter. And in such half-measures—it does not suit the Black Wolf.”Series
- Part 1 of Bite of the Black Wolf
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It was not just sweat that prickled upon her back as she gathered the last of her things, and as she made to pull her dainty slippers back on, she spied the slab of black cermet. It was magnetized, as she’d discovered when a few of her earrings had stuck to it, and fit squarely in her palm, heavier than it looked. She wrapped her fingers around it, adjusting the lay of it, and with her other hand on the hilt of her sword, stalked from the palaistra.
They wouldn’t ration their Legatus's water, surely; she had been to his grand cabin before, and could not imagine they would deny him anything, like a petty tyrant whose kingdom was the Aurelia. The centurion stationed at the entrance to Gaius van Baelsar’s suite took her sword from her but allowed her to pass without question, and she mounted the stairs, letting herself into his private chambers.
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- Part 2 of Bite of the Black Wolf
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“The prisoners are secured,” she said.
“Good,” was his reply, but he glanced up from his work. Were it merely that, she would not have bothered to come herself. Neither would she linger. “And?” he prompted.
“One of them gave her name as Odette.”
Odette de Dzemael? Surely not. “I have no patience for liars. Take me to her.”Series
- Part 3 of Bite of the Black Wolf
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All at once she got the impression that she was the wrong twin. It should have been her sister laid out beside the Black Wolf, cermite at her back and the firmament before her eyes.
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- Part 4 of Bite of the Black Wolf
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But there was no urgency in him now, only the simple desire for closeness.
For intimacy.
The very word stilled him a moment, tightened his grasp against her thigh. It was not every day he could turn his golden eyes upon something and find it staring back at him unfazed, but to put a name to this need was similarly unsettling.
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- Part 5 of Bite of the Black Wolf