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still twitching bodies, so Beck knew his work couldn’t possibly be

/> finished. His senses opened. Everywhere he smelled glorious death.

The vamp was backed against the arena wall. He tried to shrink back

as though he could force the stone walls to pull him in.

“I am asking for mercy, Your Highness.” There was a hitch in the

vampire’s voice. He pulled away as though trying to disappear into

himself.

Beck could smell the fear on him. It was good. He raised his

sword as the crowd began to scream, but it was a single voice that

stayed his hand.

“He asked for mercy, Beck,” a soft feminine voice said. “There is

no reason to kill him.”

Beck turned on his heels. He sensed the vamp take the opportunity

to run. He was too shocked by Meg’s presence to do anything about

it. Dante stood at her side. Beck chose to turn his rage on his cousin.

“Get her out of here. How dare you allow her on the battlefield!”

Dante had the good sense to back up, but Meg held her ground.

“The battle is done, cos. It’s time for you to come down now.”

“Not until I’m finished,” Beck promised. His voice was rough

with anger. His jealousy was taking over. What had his cousin been

doing all this time he was sitting beside his woman? Had Dante been

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courting her? “You should never have walked out here. Are you

challenging me?”

Dante’s eyes got wide, but Meg moved between them. “Beck,

Dante is not challenging you. No one is challenging you anymore.

They’re all running away. You scared the crap out of them.”

Beck bared his teeth as he realized she was correct. They were

running. He took a step and made to follow when her soft hand found