Tania's eyes burn, but she refuses to cry. She will not be weak. Not right before she meets the Master. Not right after she killed Lolin in order to pursue her revenge. The rebels will bring her closer to her goal. She cannot fail.

 “We’ll see.”

 Tania gasped for crisp, cleansing air as the force lifted from her mind. She was shaking with nausea and fear, feeling as though she’d just been in the past rather than simply viewing events. As she tried to get her breathing under control, she glared with murderous hatred into Thayne’s dark eyes. He had violated her in the most personal manner imaginable. If he’d let Lord Ballimore rape her, then it would not have been as personal as this. Gritting her teeth with hot rage, sh...

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