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I pull the blankets over my body and wonder if I’m losing my mind.

Maybe I got brain damage in the car accident.

I should probably get a CT scan to check.

But I already know that I won’t.

I’d rather keep my brain damage if it means keeping him alive. I’ve never felt anything so spectacular as feeling his presence around me.

I curl up into my blankets with one thought repeating in my head.

Where did he go?

CHAPTERFOUR

Grim

“Nooooo!”I roar in frustration as the Soul Collector drags me back down to his lair.

I let out a low irritated growl as I feel the frigid air like knives on my skin. It’s both piercing and jarring after the warmth of Anna’s room.

My body musters a little bit of warmth when I picture my sweet soul with her legs spread open in front of me, pleasuring herself to pleasure me.

“Release me!” I demand to the demonic being I know is hiding in the darkness. “Let me return!”

I can feel his grip wrapped around my legs, cementing my feet to the frosted rock floor.

“I rendered the souls you demanded!” I shout in frustration. “I did what you asked!”

I killed ten of those Nazis pricks for him. The plane of existence was put into balance. What more does he want?

“You have been neglecting your sacred duties, Grim,” the Soul Collector hisses as he appears from the shadows.

My jaw tightens as I stare into his glowing red eyes.

“Wandering souls are scattered all over your territory. And what does the Soul Collector find you doing? Watching that human female. Absurd.”

It’s been two months since the last time I’ve been here and I’ve spent that time making sure that nothing happens to Anna. I’ve been watching her, following her, obsessing over her every second I could spare. Perhaps I’ve been sloppy with my duties, but whatever duties I’ve been sworn to uphold all pale in comparison to my duty to protect my sweet soul.

She was laying in a coma for days. What was I supposed to do? Leave her completely vulnerable? Not a chance.

“Maybe I should take her soul as punishment,” he says with a growl.

I grip my scythe and point it at his throat. “You try that and I’ll cut your fucking head off.”

He steps up to his full height and thunders forward on huge taloned feet. My body is pounding in fury as I glare up at him. He towers over me like a grizzly bear towering over a badger.

“Do not threaten her again, Soul Collector,” I warn in a firm steady voice. “I told youtwicethat her soul belongs to me. I willnottell you a third time.”

He’s looking down at me in amusement, but if he knew what I was capable of when protecting my girl, then he wouldn’t be grinning. He’d be fleeing in terror.

“A Reaper cannot have feelings, Grim.”

“Well, I do. I love her. With all of my being, I love her.”

“So your twisted mind thinks. Do you really believe a human female such as her can love a demonic being such as you?”

“Yes,” I say as I stare him down.

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