The Adversary by Thea Harrison

 

Prologue

(from The Unseen)

“Your husband is dead,” the imposter spat. His nose had been bloodied and droplets sprayed Pia’s face.

She didn’t flinch. Instead she leaned closer and stared into his eyes. “If my husband is dead,” she said, “then I have nothing to lose, do I?”

He started to laugh then convulsed. Briefly—oh so briefly—hot gold flashed in his eyes. Dragos snarled telepathically, Do what you need to do.

The next minute, Dragos was gone again, and the creature who glared back at her had eyes of amber. It hurt so bad to see him so briefly, yet at the same time triumph swelled. Somehow, somewhere, her mate was still in there.

And she would do whatever she needed to get him back.

“This is going to suck really badly for you,” she told the imposter. “Because my husband’s body is incredibly strong, and he can survive a lot of abuse.” Standing, she avoided looking at Liam. She said to the sentinels who ringed them, “Question him. Do whatever it takes.”

Then she walked away. They moved to close the gap behind her, and Dragos disappeared from view.