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Fear danced in her eyes and he watched how her face paled. He noticed the bruise on her neck which he gave her last night, it was peeking through the turtleneck. He wondered what the scar he gave her under her collarbone looked like. It seemed like she was hiding it.

Dexter smirked from behind them as he observed her as well.

"No," Her voice came out shaky as Draco silently appraised her. He knew she would say this.

"You've no choice, you've to choose or else," He stepped closer, crowding in her personal space as he peered down at her vehemently. "They'll all die," He gritted, causing her heart to lurch to her mouth as she froze.

Her chin wobbled and his eyes followed the movement, she bit the inside of her cheek to control her emotions.

Why were they so cruel to her? So cruel to humans. How she wished to have power over them and then she'll give them their own medicine.

Fiona glanced at the humans that were hurdled in a line. Almost all of them had tears in their eyes except fo