Why the f**k do you need a silver dagger? I ask her. I’m sure I’m making a face and have drawn the attention of everyone at the table, but honestly.
I found a spell I want to try. I just called Lily. She doesn’t think it will work, but it won’t hurt me to try.
Gods. This woman is insane. What are you doing with the dagger?
I have to give my blood for the spell. Not much though! I swear, it’s safe. Lily said to try it.
I rake my hands through my hair in frustration. I’ve wanted nothing more than for her to come to peace with the magic she possesses, but to do so with her blood wasn’t exactly what I had pictured.
“Rob,” I say, rolling my eyes at my mate. “My wife requires your silver dagger.”
“What? No?!” he says, the exact response I expected.
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