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“Shh.” Talking isn’t good for him right now. I wipe at the stupid fucking moisture uselessly escaping my face and carefully move his arm and leg closer to his body. “Hurts, love,” he whispers, face contorting in such agony that my chest aches. “Wantto numbit but…I’d feelless ofyou…if I makeit stop…” His words blend together…

“Hey. Crypt?” I emerge from Limbo to show I’m here, but the dragon shifter hesitates, rubbing his neck. “Just spit it out, Decimus.” He clears his throat. “Thanks for looking out for me. Back then, I mean.” Idiot. I thought we had an unspoken agreement not to talk about any part I played in his…

Her voice is hoarse. “What just happened?” “We lost your dream to that bastard again.” She’s disoriented as she gently disengages from Crane. He’s out cold, sleeping extremely soundly as he has ever since his curse was broken. I suppose he must catch up for all the sleep he lost as a paranoid madman, though…

There it is—the triangle of my House upon her lovely skin. It nearly lines up with the Elemental square, with the Arcana line straight through the middle on top of her scar. It’s beautiful. She’s beautiful. “We’re bound,” I rasp, relief washing over me. Maven glances down and breaks into a smile, tracing her new…

“Open wider for me,” I whisper raggedly before she sinks lower on my cock. When she hums in acknowledgment, I swear and bite my free knuckle for something else to focus on besides the consuming pleasure of her deliciously warm mouth sucking my cock so perfectly. Maven sinks further, taking almost all of me as…

And I fully intend to, once I take her as my muse. My darling has had trouble sleeping tonight, just as she has ever since that godsdamned wraith appeared in Nebraska. But just as I notice her dream finally start to take root, pain lances through me yet again. I’m left trying to breathe through…

I pick up a piece and unwrap it for a better examination. It gleams in the overhead mage lights, completely transparent but full of promise. Thank the fucking universe. Now, my plan can go on. “How have you gathered so much etherium?” I ask. “Despite the Legacy Council trying to horde it all to themselves,…

He considers that. “In that case, your bound matches’ curses are not truly broken. When you pass on, those blights shall return—and take it from me: curses come back with a vengeance when a keeper is gone.” “You mean when the keeper’s heart is gone. After all, that’s what they’re bound to—this spell in my…

But my thoughts take a sharp turn when my stomach begins to churn. The nausea is so sudden that I freeze, confused. I don’t get nauseous—not unless I’m having an episode. But my shadow heart isn’t hurting me. Instead, my stomach seizes painfully as dizziness sweeps over me. My mouth goes dry while the rest…

Damn these men for being so distracting. “Fine, I’ll keep my shirt on.” Silas sighs. “Such a tragedy.” He’s gotten more playful now that voices aren’t plaguing him. I’m glad. But now that I have their attention, I lift my chin. “I’ll be candid. I’m not just training you four to take out shadow fiends…