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Nyx spews fire at Raiden for daring to attempt to take his body. “You will not take him. He will be fine. Won’t you, Treasure? You’ll be okay.” He kisses Cailain’s temple.
“Nyx—”
“—You will leave us to die with our firebond. You will not touch him. You will not do anything! You will not take him from me. I will kill you. I will kill you and replace his dead heart with yours to bring him back to me.”
“That will not work.”
I look up to see an older witch, wearing a black robe. She lowers the hood and kneels, reaching to touch Cailian’s face.
Nyx pulls us away, so she is left with her hand mid-air.
“Raltena,” I whisper with hope, slipping from Cailian. “This is Cailian’s witch. She can help, Nyx.”
“I don’t trust her. Look what mine did. He promised to protect us, to help us, and he took from us instead.” He grazes his knuckles down Cailian’s cheek another sob breaking free. “I didn’t love him like he deserved. I will die with that regret.”
A shadow forms next to Raltena, a figure dressed in black with a skeletal face.
“A void,” she sneers at him.
“Lorcan, but I will answer to void as well.” He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. “Ya know, there are aspects about my job I don’t like. For instance, taking a soul when he is mated and loved. That doesn’t bring me joy.”
“You aren’t taking his soul,” Nyx snarls, clutching Cailian to his chest.
“I have to. Do you want him to be trapped in the Phantom Forest.” Lorcan points into a shadowed forest covered in fog. “That’s where he will be if I don’t or if he chooses not to go.”
“Why won’t my tears help? They aren’t working.” I rub them on Cailian’s lips waiting for him to wake up.
“Because he is dead. Nothing can bring back the dead,” Lorcan says.
“That’s not true,” Raltena states. “I can bring him back.”
Lorcan glares, blowing smoke in her face. “You would do that to them? Do you know what they will have to give?”
“I’ll give anything. Everything. Whatever it is,” I rush, begging and on my knees.
“Me too. I’ll do anything. Everything. I’ll do anything to have him come back to me. This pain is something I can’t live with. Parts of me are dying and if he can’t come back, I’d rather choose death, so maybe in the next life, we can find each other.” Nyx squeezes his eyes shut, blackened tears streaming down his face. “Remember, Treasure? Remember, that’s what you said. We will find each other in the next life, and I swear, I won’t care what happened between you and my father. I just need you. Rarity will be coming too. We can all be happy. We can have the life we deserve.”
I take his hand and squeeze. “To the afterlife, then.”
“You two won’t be dying,” Lorcan states. “Not when a part of him lives in you.” His eyes fall to my stomach. Trio matings are odd like that.”
“It’s his?” My hand trembles as I place it over my stomach.
“All of you. Your dna combined.”
“So… we have to live our lives without him?”
“No,” Raltena says again. “His spirit can be found.”
“But you said his soul was here,” I say, confused.
“His soul is different than his spirit. His spirit is another form of him. His soul is the purest parts of him, creating energy that stays within his body. That’s what I take,” Lorcan explains. “Something like that. It’s more complicated but none of us have time for that.”
“I hate reapers,” Raltena rolls her eyes.
“Enough!” Nyx’s voice booms across the mountain ranges.
The dragons and elves who are alive kneel as if they are forced.
