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But if he were the brains behind these factions, how bad did that make Amo?

The Quaker arena was shaped like a football: massive, but fortunately only one story. Its sign had rusted nearly all the way through. Tall weeds were sprouting through every small crack there was in the parking lot’s asphalt.

I bit my lip and rubbed my palms on the tulle of my skirt, mentally preparing myself for what was about to happen.

“Hey.” Cam reached over and took firm hold of my hand. “We aren’t going to let anyone hurt you.”

I gave him a small smile. We hadn’t had any time to talk or simply hang out since the day in his room, but I was glad things weren’t weird between us.

The bond felt wholesome and natural. Cam was special, anyone with a brain could see that. I was more than happy to have his friendship.

“I know... That isn’t what I’m worried about.”

“Well, no matter what happens, you’ve got us.”

He gave my hand a squeeze and then joined everyone else in getting out. Luce came around and opened the door, grabbing my hips to lower me. His solid body kept me sandwiched between him and the car, the open door partially blocking us from view.

“I could have gotten out on my own.”

“Yeah, all five feet of you would have jumped.”

I laughed, and some of my new apprehension faded.

“You ready?” he asked, looking towards the building.

“As I’ll ever be.”

He cupped my chin and angled my head up to so that I was seeing his face entirely.

“You’re going to come back to me.” It was a statement, maybe even a command, but never a question.

I placed my hands on his upper shoulders. “I will always come back. I chose this.”

“Technically…”

“Don’t ruin this moment.” I rose on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his.

“You two almost done?” Bella called from the front of the truck.

“Go ahead, just focus on what’s in front of you. I can’t walk in there beside you right now, but know I’m watching to make sure you’re safe.”

I nodded and went to join Bella. Together, she and I set off across the parking lot, two acolytes flanking us.

She was donning the same get-up I always saw her in, minus a shirt around her waist. The gleam of a blade was evident in the holster taking its place.

“You going to be okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned.

“I’m fine,” she chirped. “Luce and Cam spent hours talking with me before we left. Ice last night. I can do this. Right now, I’m more worried about you.”

“You don’t need to be,” I reassured her as we weaved around a rusted-out shell of a car.

“Well, I’m going to be anyways.”

Unsure what to add, I scanned the parking lot for any sign of Amo or this Samael guy.

“They’ll already be inside,” Bella replied to my unspoken thought.

“There are no cars here but ours.”

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