  &quot;Nothing you need to worry about,&quot; Willow snapped, color marring her cheeks, feeling embarrassed that he caught her in her weak moment.
  Lothaire heard her hoarse voice that he failed to notice before.
  &quot;Obviously it's nothing if you were bothered about it. Tell me tinker bell, what's eating you?&quot;
  &quot;Oh, snap out of it Bones, I said it's nothing&quot;
  &quot;Is this about what happened in that alley? The vampire you tortured? Surely, you know that it's not your fault. You are doing what you have to do to get results. No one could fault you for this. You are protecting others by killing one&quot;
  Willow felt better after hearing Lothaire's words. The weight that was drowning her into the deep darkness lifted from her shoulders.
  His words though said without knowing the true depth of her emotions, are enough to shed her guilt. It also made her bristle at h

  The room the mage lay in is dark, damp, filled with the rustic smell of her blood. Its gloominess is bringing her down. Every part of her body ached. The chains biting into her wrists, cutting her skin, changing them raw.
  She is drained from the numerous bites HE took from her. She needs a plan soon. A plan that will make him release her.
  Henrietta, the mage, thought she had everything under control. Within seconds she would be the most powerful in all five kingdoms. But one woman, only one woman made her well-laid plans go awry.
  Now she is stuck here in this psychos room, bound to the bedpost while he did sickening things to her that she never thought possible.
  She is past tears. With each passing day, she fears she cannot take much more of this torture. She needs to do something before HE finds another mage to help her and completely get rid of her.
  She thought she was up f

  &quot;Willow&quot;
  &quot;Not now Bones&quot;
  &quot;Willow, look at me,&quot; Lothaire grabbed her arm, turned, and stared down at her.
  &quot;I said not now Bones. We can discuss your caveman tendencies later when I can process what happened without boiling with rage. Now, let me concentrate on making this guy sing,&quot; Willow said to his chest, still not meeting his eyes.
  Lothaire frowned, not liking the fact that she is not meeting his eyes. He touched her chin tentatively with his right hand and raised her face until she met his eyes.
  After looking into her troubled eyes for few minutes, he nodded and said,
  &quot;We will talk later&quot;
  &quot;Ya ya... sure,&quot; when hell freezes over, Willow muttered, moving her chin and releasing herself from his hold.
  She is still shocked at how easily he came down and swooped his neck as if he was snapping a twig. She should b

&quot;Nothing you need to worry about,&quot; Willow snapped, color marring her cheeks, feeling embarrassed that he caught her in her weak moment.
  Lothaire heard her hoarse voice that he failed to notice before.
  &quot;Obviously it's nothing if you were bothered about it. Tell me tinker bell, what's eating you?&quot;
  &quot;Oh, snap out of it Bones, I said it's nothing&quot;
  &quot;Is this about what happened in that alley? The vampire you tortured? Surely, you know that it's not your fault. You are doing what you have to do to get results. No one could fault you for this. You are protecting others by killing one&quot;
  Willow felt better after hearing Lothaire's words. The weight that was drowning her into the deep darkness lifted from her shoulders.
  His words though said without knowing the true depth of her emotions, are enough to shed her guilt. It also made her bristle at how well he came to know her in so little time. No one, not even her team, understood where her e

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