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I glance up, grinning as I pat his cheek.
“Just a scratch. Toughen up, God of War.”
“Fuck you, Cillian.”
I chuckle, using the knife to cut him down, just as Neve lurches over, apparently having wriggled the rest of the way out of her own binds. She slams past me into him, holding him tight as her eyes dart to mine. She still looks pissed, which is fine. But her lips curl up a little at the corners.
I’ll take that.
Una almost collapses as I cut her free. I catch her in my arms, scooping her up against my chest as her arms wrap tightly around me.
“I love you so much,” she chokes, sobbing into me.
I hold her tight with one arm, using my other to help Neve prop Ares up on his one good leg.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
42
UNA
I didn’t realize justhow vile the air inside was until we stumbled out the front door into the street. I’ve been clinging to Cillian like a child since he freed me. But when he starts to help Neve lay Ares down, I let go of my grip to let him.
The two of them get the Drakos king down on the ground, Neve clinging to him and crying into his face as Cillian rips off the sleeve of his shirt and ties it tightly around the stab wound in Ares’ leg.
“Just muscle and some minor veins,” Cillian grunts quietly. “You’re going to get ten stitches, a tetanus shot, some antibiotics, and a fuck ton ofgreatdrugs. You’re going to be fine.”
“What I’m going to be is fucking punching you in the fucking nuts the first chance I get, you fucking psycho.”
Cillian grins.
So does Ares.
Neve turns and throws her arms around me, startling me.
“I’m so thankful you’re okay,” she sobs into my shoulder.
Something warm lights up inside of me. And some dark, frozen walls that have been standing guard around me for years slowly begin to crack, chip, and melt.
My family consisted of one person for so many years. Finn, who was as broken, aching, and lost as me.
I’ve never knownthis. And I want to know this all the time now.
Neve pulls away, crying happy tears as she drops to her knees next to Ares and pulls his head into her lap. I look up, the grin on my face so wide that it hurts as I stare up into New York City’s night sky, inhaling deeply.
Fresh air.
A fresh slate.
A fresh beginning, a chance to be reborn.
Sirens scream, whining closer and closer. A white Range Rover screeches up, Castle and Hades tumbling out of it and bolting for the front steps where we’re all standing. Behind them, another car skids in against the curb as Kratos and Callie come rushing over.
Strong arms circle me. I turn, tears running down my cheeks as I sob and look up into Cillian’s impossibly green gaze.
He searches my eyes. “Are you hurt?”
“Not anymore.”
