"The compulsion is strong," commented Knox, withdrawing from Silas' mind. "I sensed it. You are unable to give us a name. But I also learned something else, Silas. Do you know what that was? I learned that you were eager to do this. So eager that you volunteered."
"He didn't expect you to come," Tanner theorized. "Did you?"
Silas got to his feet. "You don't have loyalty to anyone outside your lair," he said to Knox. "You don't exactly keep people around you. I didn't think you'd care."
It was true that although Knox protected his lair fiercely, he only kept his sentinels around him. And now Harper.
"I didn't think she'd be important to you," continued Silas. "You're too powerful to need an anchor."
"Do you think flattery will get you out of this?" chuckled Tanner.
Drawing on every bit of strength he had, Knox resisted killing the bastard. His inner demon wanted it badly, reminded Knox how effortless and satisfying it would be. But Knox had to be smart about this.
