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“You can do that?” I asked.
“I am as powerful as I am pretty,”she boasted,“just like all of Reaper’s women.”
“If I were his, he would have contacted me by now.”
“Is that what this is? You’re waiting for him to make the first move?”
“Yes.”
I could feel Sam’s disapproval in my head.
“Does he not feel deceived by my second bargain?”
“No more than you were by his first.”
I sighed, head in hands.
“He exhausts me.”
“He loves you. And you love him too, which is how we can communicate now.”She nuzzled my ear.“Call to him.”
My eyes stung. I wiped away my tears, refusing to look like this when I called him back to me. I wished for him to be here so badly that I could imagine him materializing—
“You can be sad around me.”
Reaper appeared, making me the happiest woman alive. Donning jeans and a t-shirt, face glowing with youth, he had never looked more human. Or more handsome. He drank me in, longing and sincere, and I decided to be the most vulnerable I’d ever been.
“I’m sorry I never told you how much I love you before.” I met his shining, happy brown eyes. “And I’m sorry I pushed you away when I could never predict the future.”
A tug pulled at my heart, and the handsome god I knew reappeared, dark eyes smoldering.
“I’m sorry I hid so much from you,” Reaper admitted. “That I hid so many of my burdens from you, knowing that we could have shared them together.”
We stared at each other for a moment before crashing together.
He picked me up with hands and shadows, keeping me close to his chest. He kissed me with a vengeance, anger, and desire only starborn souls could share. “The sun may stop rising, and the moon might get tired of orbit and spirit away, and the stars may fall down to earth and destroy everything in their path. And darkness may be replaced by light, and smoke consumed with air, and curses extinguished with love, but until the night stops falling, I will always be yours, Luna.”
Our lips met, and the light around us faded away.
Cheers erupted from the audience. That was when I knew I had chosen the right House.
“One last favor, seraphim.” The tease I knew was back in his voice.
“Be mine.”
Epilogue
Candles flared, casting human-shaped shadows that shimmied and performed along the dark oak walls of the Rose House basement. The air thrummed with anticipation and unease as the room filled with mysterious actives and wary initiates.
“It’s initiation day, pledges!” came Wisteria’s voice, laced with command and mischief.
A goblet filled with dark, swirling liquid circulated among the new members. I took a sip and passed it to Hyacinth, who was wavering. “It tastes like grape juice, Hyacinth,” I whispered to her. Grape juice and a rich hint of something potent, deeper.
“It mostly is,” Wisteria chanted, “but better.”
Candlelight danced in front of her head, casting eerie shadows of her flying hair around the dimly lit room.
Before I could take it all in, a hood went over my head, plunging me into darkness. Gentle hands dragged me past gnarled wood and snaking vines, preventing me from stumbling.
