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If I could attach her to me forever to keep her safe, I would.

“Are you okay? Did she hurt you?” I ask, not ready to have her pull back, but as she does, she cups my cheek affectionately.

“I’m alright. Is the Slayer?” she asks, the tears she was trying not to shed fall down her cheeks.

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” I say, and the Slayer slowly takes control.

The moment he does, Iris is squeezing us again, and it’s the first time that I really feel like we can do this. Me and the Slayer can work together.

Anything for Iris.

“You came to the fucking void!” she screams in his face, but he doesn’t even care, neither of us do as we lean down and kiss her perfect, plush mouth.

“And I’d do it again. I am safe, we are together, that’s all that matters,” the Slayer tells her, and I know it pains him but he immediately retreats, giving me back control.

She cups both sides of my face and stares at me. “I thought…”

“I know, baby, I got you.”

I squeeze Scarlett between us and she doesn’t even complain as I hold them both, but it isn’t long before the whole coven is bustling in our direction. Iris’ grandmother and best friends reach her first.

“Thank the goddess,” her grandmother says.

Ever so slowly, I let her out of my arms; she slides down my body as her feet hit the ground. She hugs her coven members, but I’m not far away. I’ll never be again.

I’m keeping her glued to our side from here on out.

There’s a lot of chatter and I wonder what we do next? Do we stay in Iris’ apartment for the rest of our lives? Are her wards strong enough to hold up against a witch like Celeste?

My eyes don’t leave Iris while she assures everyone that she’s okay, but I see it in the way she holds herself. My girl’s not okay, and neither am I. What we went through was so monumentally fucked-up and traumatizing, which I think we’ve both had more than enough of in our life.

“What do we do now?” Iris asks her coven.

It’s her grandmother that answers with a sharp, scary tone.

“We kill the bitch.”

Chapter 47

Iris

When I look at my Mamaw, I know everything I need to know.

The Slayer told her what Celeste did to my mother, and it’s like an old wound opening up when I think about it.

“We need to kill her and destroy the books,” I reiterate.

Revenge is the thing I want most in this world, and well, a warm bath, and a moment of peace.

“I’ve reached out to the New Orleans coven,” Lavender, our High Priestess, says. “They’re willing to help us. We strike tomorrow night, along with the shifters and vampires.”

I glance over at Adam, and he doesn’t even bristle. The Slayer must truly be exhausted. They came for me. Both of them.

The Slayer saved me from the void, and Adam and Scarlett saved me from the last place he would ever want to go.

Those three little words sit on my tongue, but now doesn’t feel like the time. The moment we’re safe, that’s when I can say them out loud.

“How exactly are we planning on besting her?” Adam asks and Lavender gives him a cursory glance.