Chapter 146

For the past week, not much had changed for Matilda  and the Assasin s. They still flew daily to master the Knights , and still managed to avoid outright war in the mess hall twice a day. The Yellowlegs heir tried to rile Matilda  whenever she could, but Matilda  paid her no more attention than she would a gnat buzzing about her head.

All that changed the day of the selection, when the heirs and their covens chose their mounts.

With three covens plus three Matrons, there were forty-two mob crowded around the training pit in the Northern Fang. Handlers rushed about below the viewing platform, readying themselves. The Knights  would be brought out one by one, and, using the bait Mafia s, would show off their qualities. Like the other witches, Matilda  had been sneaking by the cages every day. She still wanted Titus.

Wanted was a mortal word. Titus was hers. And if it came down to it, she’d disembowel any witch who challenged her. She

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