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... Lucien tilted his head slightly, studying him like a predator does prey. Then, with a flick of his hand, he motioned to one of the guards. The man stepped forward, drawing a dagger laced with wolfsbane.

Rowan raised an eyebrow. "You’re not going to kill them, are you?"

Lucien’s gaze flicked up briefly. "Not unless they make me."

He turned back to the prisoner. "Tell me who sent you, and your death will be quick."

Silence.

Lucien gave a faint, humorless sm ...

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