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don’t believe it,” Kingsley said, staring at the emerald stone that yoked her to Lucifer. “I don’t believe it for a second.”
But Mimi was tired of waiting and tired of playing this game. He was so close to her and so dear, and if she did not do it now, she would never have the courage again, and so she pulled on his sword and brought it against her throat, wanting to end it all, to save him even if she could not save herself.
She waited for death.
But death did not come.
Kingsley was faster, stronger, and instead of letting his blade cleave her in two, he directed it toward the heart of the emerald.
“No!” she screamed.
The emerald burst into White Flame and disappeared.
Mimi blinked her eyes open. She was alive and Kingsley was alive. The terrible dark burden had fallen from her shoulders.
She threw herself into his arms and sobbed.
Kingsley clasped her to him and they fell backward to the floor, and he was kissing her, and she was kissing him with a passion that surprised even her.
He was smiling. He was so handsome and brave, and he held her as if he would never let her go.
“How did you do that?” she asked.
“The godsfire. We have equipped all of our swords with the power of the Holy Spirit. It destroyed Lucifer’s Bane. So what’s going on? Are you going to tell me?”
She told him everything, just as the door opened with a bang.
Oliver stood there, babbling and hysterical. He had used the Venator’s code that Kingsley had given him in secret to track them to the safe house. “Schuyler! They took Schuyler—they’re bringing her to the gate!”
FIFTY-FOUR
Lupus Theliel
hey had returned to the underworld, collected the rest of the pack in the passages, and returned to their former home. Bliss could see the smoke, smell the fire, and breathe the ash of the barren lands, the forgotten world, where nothing grew and everything was dead. The eternally gray skies hung above them.
“I hope you remember your way around here,” Bliss whispered.
“Like it was yesterday,” Lawson replied. “Come on, the wolves are in their dens.”
“What about the trolls? And the masters?” Malcolm asked.
“What about them?” Lawson smiled.
“You are not afraid,” Bliss said.
He shook his head. “Your mother. The Angel of the Lord. Gabrielle. She called me Fenrir.”
Bliss realized he had never believed it before. Even after he had destroyed Romulus—even after everything he had been able to accomplish. Lawson hadn’t believed in himself. Could not accept that he was the one who would lead the wolves out of enslavement.
With a great roar, Lawson transformed into the great wolf, and Fenrir stood before Bliss. He was larger than Romulus; larger than any beast of Hell.
His strength will break our chains.
In his spirit we shall be reborn.
Bliss looked at the pack: they had transformed as well. The wolves stood in a circle around her. Their eyes were shining with the blue crescent sigils that marked them as Fenrir’s own.
She was alone.
