Chapter 567

Bianca wrenched the blade free. Blood sprayed in a hot arc, the scent of iron thick in the damp night air. Roxy's body convulsed violently, her knees buckling as she sagged toward the grimy ground, nearly losing consciousness.

With a grip like steel, Bianca fisted Roxy's hair and dragged her step by deliberate step into the shadowed depths of the alley. The darkness there was heavy-like tar, swall