Lexi had seen and felt everything despite the paralysis that had gripped her after Ely had injected her with that despicable cocktail that filled his syringe.
The searing pain that had flooded her was so exquisite it had almost robbed her of her ability to breathe, but it didn't distract from the pain that tore through her heart as she watched helplessly as her mates fought to reach her.
She had wanted to unleash her soul's powers and consume the bastards that had dared to deceive her in this way. f**k diplomacy, they deserved a gloriously painful death but this stupid bauble that hung around her neck prevented her from doing that.
When she realized that she was powerless to stop Narcissa from taking her, she had wanted to scream that she was sorry…to tell Greyson and Allen not
