Blackfeather Woods Shadows fall

The news of Nemesis' unspoken overruling hit Damien exactly the way Astrid wanted. He didn't believe it at first, not having had any thoughts about Nemesis' behavior since his return, not having crossed paths with her due to his seclusion, but would the night girl's words be true, Damien would have one very good reason to let out all he'd been holding back against the dark sister ever since Burke had wrongfully trusted her. How stupid could he be, trusting her himself...

The shock in his face morphed into a snarly grimace as the disbelief gave way to wrath. "That bitch!" he hissed, looking away from Astrid, forgetting she was there for a moment. But she was still there, looking smugly at him as though it had all been her own doing, and Damien's face turned to her, a scowl deeply rooted in his features. "She will know the wrath of Sithis..." he snarled, somber, determined. There would be no questioning his authority after he was done with her.