“Ah, you’re here,” Jennifer's head tilted back at a sickening angle. A slow smirk spread across her face, cold enough to freeze my blood. “Malcolm Cole Kensington... how quaint to see you playing the hero in this little drama.”

“Jennifer, darling. Let her go. What's happened to you?” Theo lunged, grabbing for her arm, but she shoved him aside as if he were made of paper.

“I won't release this pretty little bird... unless her noble mate kneels before me,” she crooned, her head lolling mockingly. “And ends his own story. A fitting final chapter, don't you think?”

“What is wrong with you?” Theo growled, staggering to his feet. “You're...