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I nearly faltered when I saw Tye. His abdomen was ripped open, and he gasped in a pool of his own blood. Elan’s electric powers zapped through him, jolting his muscles like a taser.
Tears wanted to fill my eyes, but my wolf was too focused for emotion. Angling low, she snarled and ripped into Elan’s leg on her way past him. Skidding into the curve, she whipped around and lunged again. Her teeth clamped into his hand, and those same bolts of electricity made me yelp.
Dason’s power crawled from his hands to leash Elan, and dark magick crawled into my mate as he absorbed the enemy’s power.
The electricity soon died, and I shifted back quickly, dropping to my knees by Tye.
Kota!I cried for my healer. My hands shook as I pressed them to Tye’s abdomen and began knitting him together myself. It would be rough, but if it kept him alive, Kota could fix it later.
“Lorn,” Dason grunted. “Now, Lorn.”
I sobbed silently as I flicked my focus between Dason and Tye, needing to make a choice between my mate or ending our enemy. Elan shouted as Dason drained him. But there was only so much power Dason could hold before he was overwhelmed by the darkness.
As much as it broke me, there was only one choice that didn’t end with all of our deaths. Only one choice that saved the mortal realm from being overrun with evil.
Don’t leave me. Hold on,I pleaded with Tye. And then I tore myself away.
The magick inside of me fused together, and I lost control when I heard Tye’s last breath shudder out of him, I exploded in a spectacle of purples and golds. The world slowed around me, and everything became hyper detailed. Pure white light pulsed from me like an atomic bomb mowing down everything in its path.
Ash floated through the air like snow as the shades incinerated.
I bellowed my heartbreak, and my enemies fell at my feet, cowering against the magick bearing down on their shoulders.
In that moment of pureness, time seemed to stop entirely.
Wrapping a whip of blinding light around Elan’s frozen form, I tore his soul from his body, watching as he collapsed in slow motion.
The darkness sizzled and popped as it struggled under the onslaught of light, and I dropped. The veil was still, and for the first time since I’d arrived, the sky was a light pink instead of crimson. Small sprouts poked from the ashen sand.
Elan’s soul struggled all the way, and I reveled in the sound of screeching as I sentenced him to eternal hell behind the ward of the Shadow Realm. I watched as the hellhounds howled and chased after their new conquest as the realm devoured Elan’s black soul.
Dropping to my knees, I stared at the broken gate, wondering how I was supposed to fix it. I wanted to lock Elan and the shades away, never to be able to return.
The shades…
They had spoken of my blood feeding the veil. After what Elan had done to me, I let my fangs descend, and I bit into my wrist. Letting my blood flow, I closed my eyes and searched the grimoire for answers. Using my blood as paint, I drew a symbol on the gate, and watched it sink into the metal like a rune.
The veil shook, and I scrambled back as the gate realigned itself.
Grass sprung from the ground, and flowers bloomed. Leaves grew on the gnarled trees, transforming the barren wasteland into a paradise.
The melodic hushed tones I’d heard when I opened the grimoire reappeared. A warm presence filled my chest, and I swore I heard the sweetest voice whisper, “Well done, my Little Light.”
Wetness gathered in my eyes. Grabbing onto my bonds, I drew myself back to the mortal realm and re-entered my body.
I sucked in a deep breath and saw my mates gathered around me.
“Tye.” His name whispered from my lips.
“He’s gone, Lorn.” Jolon broke the news gently.
“No.” I rolled over, crawled to where Tye rested on the ground, and straddled his waist. Fluttering my hand over his body, I checked his injuries while Kota continued to pour healing into him, knitting his still form back together. I begged the Great Spirits for a heartbeat. For any sign that he was still alive.
“He’s gone,nizhóní,” Chayton repeated, and tried to pull me into his arms.
No, I pushed him away and closed my eyes.
Peace stole through me, and I dove, searching the veil for a place of light and love. For the Spirit Realm I knew existed. I followed the bond I still felt drawing me to Tye. I found his soul in a peaceful meadow before a gate made of pure gold. I settled into the flowers and reached for him, letting my fingers play through his light. His soul was beautiful and vibrant, but I wasn’t ready to let him cross over. I’d just found him, and I couldn’t—wouldn’t—lose him.
