She shivered, not wanting to imagine what Darkyn was capable of or how hard it might be to outmaneuver him to leave Hell.
Unable to outmaneuver death, she could at least take out her grief and anger on a poor little piece of mail.
She made deals with a few people she shouldn't have to try to outmaneuver a fate that didn't exist, thereby breaking all three – mate-blood-fate – without annihilating the worlds as we know it.