Shadow of Temptation (Asylums for Magical Threats #2.5)

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Authors: Jessie Donovan
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those strange powers of yours?”
    At first, she thought he was going to argue with her again, but instead, he studied her face. When he brushed a lock of hair off her forehead, she resisted a shiver at his touch—so tender and warm, a big contrast to his usual behavior.
    That raised her guard. Why was he being so nice to her? The old Jorge might’ve been this tender, but not the newer, harder version. Something had to be wrong.
    She glanced down, but she didn’t see any life-threatening injuries. She looked back into his warm, brown gaze and said, “Do we really need to get into an arguing and threatening match again? Or will you just tell me what’s going on?”
    He stopped playing with her hair and said, “I didn’t disappear back near the market. I used my shadow-shifting abilities to become a shadowy mist. That’s what you saw all those months ago, when my arm seemingly ‘disappeared’ during our run. That had been the first time I’d ever had that happen to me.”
    She remembered that day. They’d been doing one of the trail runs on their day off. Jorge had suddenly buckled over and cried out in pain. She’d gone to him, convinced him to stand up, and then they’d both noticed the lack of his hand and forearm. Sabrina didn’t remember screaming, but just staring with her mouth open. She’d heard a few tales of strange Feiru abilities during her early training with the Feiru Liaison office, but the disappearance of Jorge’s arm had been the first time she’d seen any type of Feiru magic up close.
    Once the shock had worn off, Jorge had pushed her aside and ran away. Sabrina had been too freaked out to follow him.
    In hindsight, she realized how frightening the situation must have been for him. As his friend, she should’ve gone after him to make sure he was okay.
    Instead, she’d betrayed him.
    No. She wasn’t going to walk down that memory lane again. Getting too close to him while undercover had been a huge mistake, and she couldn’t let it happen again. Right now, she needed to focus on getting more information out of the man sitting beside her. Specifically, she needed to understand how his powers worked. Maybe then they could use them to help push up the date of their take down of Watkins.
    She needed to see Jorge Salazar as a tool and nothing more.
    He was still staring at her with concern. She was pretty sure her face was neutral, but since her undercover agent training seemed to fade the longer she was around him, who the hell knew what the man saw.
    Jorge raised his eyebrow in question, and she nodded for him to continue.
    He rubbed the comforter on the bed between his fingers as he said, “What I did today was another aspect of my powers that I discovered during my time with the Collector. It’s probably one of the few things I actually was happy to pick up.”
    “Is that how we got here?”
    He nodded. “I can surround someone in my shadowy form and then break down their cells until they become a part of my shadow mist. As long as I don’t shift back, I can move through the shadows and be nearly invisible. I call it my ‘shadow-transport’ ability, although I have no idea if that’s what it’s officially called or not.”
    She studied the young man in front of her. There was more that he wasn’t telling her. “Not that I don’t appreciate the explanations, but why are you suddenly telling me all of this without a fight? I could barely get two words out of you on the way to the market. What changed?”
    His face turned grim. “Some of the Collector’s army were back at the market. That’s why you had trouble walking, because someone with the ability to weave strong, invisible strands and direct them to move as they wished had control over your legs. The female Night-Weaver—that’s the name of that latent ability—was there because of me. If you’d been taken, they would’ve done the same to you as my sister, maybe even worse. And no one, not even you, deserves

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