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this way indefinitely.” The dry bone clacked together as he opened and closed his fist.
    “Then it shall. You are death, Frenzy.”
    Trying to breathe around the suffocating anger choking him, he willed himself to calm. Raging at Lise would only get him killed, in a likely gory and horrific manner at that.
    “Point being that if it remains bone I will have—”
    “A minor inconvenience. Wear a glove, not that it will matter around her anyway. She will die.”
    Again with the riddles. Trying to rub the sudden tension headache creeping up the back of his neck, he sighed. “So she is going to die?”
    “Of course, death.” Her eyes bugged and she was staring at him as if he was beyond stupid.
    Smothering the growl that desperately wanted out, he settled for taking a deep breath instead. “When she dies I must take her soul. That is the way of things in my world, Lise.”
    She shook her head. “Not this time. I will make it so that no matter how often you touch her, she will never suffer death’s caress. She will be immune to your charms.”
    He frowned. Was that even possible? But with Lise he supposed anything was possible. There was so much about her that was a complete mystery. “What am I supposed to do with this human?”
    “Guard her, protect her.”
    “No.” There wasn’t even a point in thinking it over. There was no way he’d be saddled with guarding a human being.
    “And honestly, stop thinking of her as human. She will no longer be once I wake her up. But you’ll have to teach her how to survive what she will soon become, and I doubt she’s going to enjoy the transition much. She’ll need your support.”
    Powerful as she was, Frenzy was certain it was her mind that’d cracked centuries ago and not his. “I don’t think you heard me; I said no.”
    Taking a step closer, she peered up at him with those unsettling white eyes. The Morrigan could cast glamour like none he’d ever known before, but she had the type of magic that made whoever her prey was unable to look away. To become ensnared and entranced in her predatory gaze, even while she ripped you limb from limb.
    Lise had it too, but this was so much more.
    Unease moved through his body and again his heart fluxed, banging hard against the cage in his chest. Rubbing at it, unable to tear his gaze from hers, he knew he’d never really had a choice in the matter.
    She might be approaching him as a matronly figure of sorts, but the power in her seemingly frail body was vast and far superior to his own. She’d never had any intention of making this a democratic decision.
    “Are you done sassing me, reaper?”
    The sweetness of her voice did not hide the edge of steel buried inside the words. This was an ancient, a being of such terrifying power that she would get what she wanted one way or another.
    Nostrils flaring, knowing he was bested, he clipped his head.
    “Good. You must take her to George.”
    His lip curled up. “George is an outcast.”
    She shrugged. “I’ve run through all scenarios, and it’s really the only way. If I send her to Lootah, king of the shifter clans, his bite will reveal the truth of her, causing her to be in more danger than she is even now.”
    Truth of her?
    What exactly was this human? Was that why Lise was taking such an interest? Because she was more than another mere mortal? Turning, he glanced back down at the body. She was still frozen, limbs distorted, face a repulsive mass of bruises and slits, and he couldn’t fathom the importance of her.
    “Vampires have obviously figured her out. They tasted her blood. They already know; in fact, you’ll barely have a minute to escape before they return in bigger numbers.”
    “I put down all but one of them. And that one should still be stunned for a while yet.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Frenzy, how long has it been since you’ve been out in the world and not suckling at the queen’s teat?”
    He clamped his lips shut.
    “The world has progressed,