JADE POV.

His eyes were dark as death. That was the first thing I noticed as he slammed me into him, his rigid muscles rippling against my skin, the proximity unfamiliar.

Blood dripped from the cut where he held the sharp pointed metal that I'd have used to end his life. He'd known exactly where I was going to attack from and I found it uncanny since I was perfect in silently waiting for my prey and attacking swiftly before they even had a chance to defend themselves. Most of them never even saw my face before they died, all they saw was the flash of my blade, so as...