Yaelyn spins, putting his back to Khadyr just long enough to unlatch his armor and summon his shard. He whirls back around, and Khadyr is waiting for him with a gruesome blade forged from darkness itself.
Lucy cries out as the blade spears him through the heart. I can only watch as he slumps and falls to his knees. Before I felt the agony of the shard in my chest, I thought I knew pain, and after that hellish torment, I was sure I did.
How wrong I was.
When he drops to the ground, the shard rolls out of his hand, and he stares at it with regret in his gray eyes. With his last breath, he lashes out with his tail and flicks the shard toward us. Lucy catches it just as the light disappears from Yaelyn's eyes.
And then the whole tomb fills with pure, blinding light.
From the light, Lucy rises.
The Light Bearer reborn.
CHAPTER10
LUCY
Holy fucking hell to the nah. I thrust my hand out toward Yaelyn and I fill him up with my light. No one is taking this man from me. Not ever. And I amnotgetting back on my bullshit after this. When this is all over, I'm coaxing my fucking crown of light to bind us together permanently. I'm never leaving their sides again.
Because, apparently, I’m the mother trucking Light Bearer and more than just my protectors, these men are my whole heart.
So, you know what? It doesn’t matter that I have no fucking clue what I’m doing and that my new job didn’t come with any onboarding paperwork or an employee manual. No standard operating procedures here.
My crown floats above my head, shining down on us and illuminating the tomb and I push. I push my light into Yaelyn as hard as I can.
He wakes with a desperate gasp, clawing at his chest where once there was a wound, where once there was a shard. My shard.
My incubus looks up at my crown with a shaky smile. "I am so fucking glad that worked, Mischief."
"You did that on purpose?" I shriek. "You aresothe one getting spanked next time!"
Reznik pauses, hand on the hilt of his sword. "Dark gods below, I spanked the Light Bearer. My lady, I'm so sorry. It won't happen again."
I glare over at him and then smirk. "It had better happen again. I ran off on you again, didn't I?"
"I should not be this horny in a tomb," Yaelyn mutters. "If there is a hell, all three of us are going."
Khadyr lets out an impatient cough and I round on him. I mean, excuse you, right? Can't he see I'm in the middle of a sordid reunion? Oh, right, he was trying to kill me before I got the megawatt treatment.
No fucking instruction manual. Okay, so we're winging this. I blasted some light into Yaelyn. I'm sure I can do the same thing to Khadyr. He charges at me with his darkness sword, and I swear up a litany that makes my incubus chuckle.
Fuck, I'm glad he's alive. He's so getting spanked.
I dodge Khadyr's strike and then throw out my hand, but instead of a beam of light, I find myself holding the hilt of a mother-trucking lightsaber. Oh fuckyes.
I give it an experimental swish and let out a whoop, whirling it around in my hand and pointing at it with the other, grinning widely at the new Captain of my Light Guard.
“What the fuck is that?” Reznik mutters. “Lux never had a…. a…”
“Lightsaber!” I crow, gleefully. “Just like Star Wars. May the force be with me. Now, let’s Jedi master this place up!” I try to remember Liam Neeson and Ewan McGregor lightsabering it up, but all I remember is daydreaming of them crossing swords of another variety all together. Damn dirty memory is no help in the lightsaber wielding department. Shit, I really hope I can't slice off my own tit with this thing. I manage to parry a few of Khadyr's strikes but it quickly becomes clear who the better swordsman is. Spoiler alert: not me.
"Trust me, Luce?" Yaelyn asks, shielding himself behind Reznik so he can work his magic.
I get where he's going immediately. He really is the brains of this outfit. "You can do that so long after um, eruption?"
"You accepted my shard from me. We're bound now, love. I can do it any time I want."
Bound. Yaelyn doing whatever he wants with my body with his incubus magic, whenever he wants. Fuck, I really shouldn't be this horny in a tomb either, especially not when facing down a sadistic scrap of darkness with a night-night sword.
