He sighed. "She was the niece of Silas Veyne."
I stumbled back instinctively, shaking my head.
"What! No…" My heel caught the leg of a chair, and I crashed into the table behind me.
"Silas Veyne…" I gasped, placing my hands on my mouth. "You mean, the leader of the Coil?"
"Oh my God," I whispered.
Blake stepped toward me. "So now you see. It wasn't just some senseless attack on Liam. It was a declaration. And Silas hasn't forgotten. The Glass Circle painted a target on themselves that night. And anyone tied to them…" His gaze flicked over me like a warning. "…is already on his list."
My ears started ringing from taking the information all in at once.
Dominic's face flashed in my mind that smirk, that easy calm that always made me feel safe. But what if that was just a mask? What if underneath… he's something else entirely? Something I don't want to see.
