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I opened my eyes. “No?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“He represents our most hidden, darkest impulses. Before he ascended, he was known for bringing the worst out in people.”

“My mom taught me differently. She said he pulled out the darkness in each person to help people embrace their hidden selves and guide the lost back into healing light.” I glided my hand over the glass-like surface, smiling. “You can’t fix something unless it’s brought out into the open, and people often shy away from the ugly side of our nature.”

His eyes changed shape under the moonlight, widening at the corners. “I’ve never thought of it that way.”

“He was always the god that fascinated me the most,” I admitted. “I even wrote stories about him. Made up ones, of course.”

He paused. “You write?”

“You didn’t know? I thought you were spying on me.”

“Not that intimately, nor for that long.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore anyway.” I looked out over the lake, knotting my fingers together. “That part of my life is gone.”

“Aren’t you going to ask why I brought you here?”

I figured he needed something from me, and being here just solidified thewhat. “I don’t need to. You want to use me for my magic, and I can become more powerful here using a god's residual energy. It’s so typical I’m almost disappointed.”

A laugh tinkled out. “I don’t want it for myself.”

“Then what is it? Just tell me why you’re protecting me.”

He inhaled sharply, taking a step back from me. “I’m not trying to do anything to hurt you.”

“That isn’t an answer.”

“I want to help you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, Prince of Vague?”

His dark hair moved gently against the cool breeze sweeping over the lake. “That I’m not going to hurt you. Simple as that.”

I didn’t buy it, and his mysterious attitude drove me crazy. His eyes twinkled under the starlight, the pale light shining illuminating his immortal, blemish-free skin and chiseled jawline. I saw him for what he really was, a handsome monster with the beauty to lure anyone in. Of course, it was all a facade, a way to give people a false sense of security, and I would not fall for it. I was many things, but my mom didn’t raise me to be an idiot. Everyone had hidden motives, whether it was love, power, greed, or a number of other things. Rarely ever was anything done out of kindness—not in this world, no matter how much I wished it was.

“Say I believe you—” Although I didn’t. “Then you should know one thing. The only way you can help me is by getting my mom and Draven back. I’ve already lost too much.”

“I know.”

“So, you’ll help me?”

“Erianna and I have already spoken about it.”

“Can you clue me in?” I was starting to think I’d have better luck getting blood out of a stone.

He kicked a rock out onto the lake. It skidded over the water before disappearing into the darkness. “Erianna has been looking for your friend. She’s diligent, so she will find him if he is still alive and in the city. It’s a shame you don’t have a picture of him.”

That, I believed, and she didn’t seem like the giving-up type. “My phone fell from my pocket when you grabbed me.”

He turned on his heel, looking me dead in the eye. “I can get you a new one.”

“I don’t have much use for one,” I admitted. My mom, Astor, and Draven were the only people I talked to. None of them would have a phone anymore, except maybe Astor, but I had no intentions of talking to him right now.

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