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“Don’t you remember?”

I closed my eyes. Not that it was a good thing as everything swirled. “I need to go to the bathroom,” I said. My eyes opening wider as I tried to remember why I felt so ill.

Blake picked me up in the same way, one arm around my shoulders and the other under my thighs. He walked me to the bathroom as I stared at his beautiful face.

He never left me as I did my business on the toilet, not that I gave a crap about that. My body felt like one hundred demons had beaten it up, and leaning on Blake was about as much energy as I could find.

I stood with weakened legs against the cupboard with two hands bracing the sink. He held me as I washed my hands and brushed my teeth.

As I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Saw my eyes were still golden but surrounded by a puffiness I rarely saw, and my face had a ghoulish appearance. My hair was matted and as I glanced at Blake, with his shiny black hair, a light stubble and eyes so bright and blue. One would never believe the gorgeous man behind me was the darkest of all gods, whereas me I was supposed to be the lightest of all gods.

Yet I looked like shit.

“You look beautiful,” Blake said. I smiled at him through the mirror. “Are you finished?”

I nodded, and he picked me up and walked back to the bed, placing me down on the side that wasn’t in pain.

“Get some sleep, Lacey. You need to get your strength back to heal yourself.” He turned to walk back out the door, glancing back one more time.

I wanted to argue, but I just couldn’t find the energy.

I must have drifted off again because instead of arguing with Blake, the next thing I knew, I laid on him as he stroked my back.

I inhaled his scent, masculine and musky. It was the same smell I remembered from the cafe. I nuzzled my cheek into his chest as I wondered how I was going to get through my life without him in it.

Blinking swollen eyes at him, I tried to find a smile. “You saved me,” I said. It wasn’t a question. Everything was slowly coming back.

“I’ll always save you. I’ll always love you.”

I grimaced and touched my side, smoothing my hand over the bandage covering the ache inside me. “What are we going to do?”

“You are going to sleep some more,” he said. “We’ll talk about it when you wake next.”

I didn’t fight him... I couldn’t, as my heavy-lidded eyes obeyed.

I groaned awake. The pain this time had lowered from agony to an ache. A large hand kept me close in his embrace as I peered up at the black-haired man smiling at me.

I smiled back. “You need to take me home, Blake,” I said. “I have to go home and see Aria.”

As much as I loved Blake, knew there was an invisible band that kept me wanting to be with him. But I needed to be there for my daughter. I needed to see and hold her so much.

“You can’t. I’ll have Aria brought here.” Blake’s eyes never left mine.

My mouth opened, about to argue. I knew what he wanted, but it surprised me that it included Aria. That was a thought that made me smile. He’d already accepted Kane’s child.

“Lacey,” he said, cutting me off with a rise in his palm and his smooth, deep, rumbling voice. “The spell is broken now. Seb and Kane will accept I saved your life and not fight this.”

“No Blake, this isn’t what Kane and Seb accept. I make my own decisions.”

“Lacey...”

I stopped speaking at his barking tone, but it was the tension around his mouth and eyes that took my attention.

“I know you saved my life,” I said and closed my eyes, not in frustration but at the pain in my side. Just thinking about it brought everything back to me. “I know we have got something extra special now, but Blake, I love them,” I whispered.

He stared at me, and his expression was unreadable. I couldn’t decide how he would answer. Deciding it was best not to let him. “I love you. Come back with me.”

“I’m the dark king, the god of darkness, Lacey, which means I don’t share. I certainly don’t share you.”

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