Lethal Bloodline

ROWAN’S POV

“Mal, no.” Cleo sounds horrified now, her crying sharper. “We can’t use that. That would destroy them. You know it would.”

“And that is exactly where they need to be.” Malachi’s voice drops, almost gentle, which somehow makes it worse. “Apart. Safe. Away from each other before this thing between them becomes something none of us can contain.”

“You can’t decide that for them—”

“Have you