Her throat was raw, but it didn’t stop her screams as she convulsed under his hold.
“I’m done playing,” he sneered, leaning closer. “I will enjoy carving my name into your dead body before having it delivered to Caius.” He said her mate’s name like it was vinegar on his tongue.
Another shot of light covered her entire body, and she felt it in her soul. “Caius!” she screamed over and over, sobbing. “Please, spare him,” she begged theSeraphimin the aether. “Save him.”
She couldn’t hold on any longer. There was no time left for Caius to come and no golden child to save her.
“Caius,” she whispered under her breath. “I’ll meet you in the aether.”
51
THE VOID
After seeingthe redhead in a vision, nothing else existed for Caius except a darkness invading him like a sea of power. Was he moving? He couldn’t tell, but he never wanted to leave. Here, hewasdarkness and power.
“Caius, help me,” a voice sobbed, crying out his name.
He wandered through the void, following the screams, unable to walk away. Whoever it was, their throat was raw but not enough to muffle their pain.
As her screams grew louder, the darkness faded, and clarity pushed at the recesses of his mind.
The woman cried out for him, and he broke into a run, needing to find her.
“Caius,” she said in a broken whisper, ripping at his heart, but time stood still when her voice faded as she said, “I’ll meet you in theaether.”
Rory.
***
Vincula
Caius lay on his bathroom floor, staring at the ceiling.
Rory. Rory. Rory. Rory.
Her name echoed through his mind like a sacred chant.
He tried to understand what happened as he picked himself up off the floor. Remembering the vision of the redhead, he cursed.
A long whoosh escaped him when he stared at his reflection. The veins that had once vanished were back, covering everything but his face.
The time on his clock showed it was well into the morning.Did he dream it all?
If Rory was still in danger, he would have another vision, yet he couldn’t shake the sense ofwrongness.
After getting dressed, he grabbed a glass of water from the bar cart, but it shattered on the ground when he fell to his knees and screamed at the vision and pain assaulting him.
He couldn’t breathe or move his arms, and white fire burned through him, causing more pain than Caius thought possible. Gedeon’s face appeared in his line of sight. “I will enjoy carving my name into your dead body before having it delivered to Caius.”
Caius was thrown back into his own body as a guttural sound unlike any he’d ever heard erupted from within him. His mate was dying.
The shadows from all corners of the realms rushed into him as he screamed her name.
Gedeon would not take her from him.
As fast as the shadows surged into him, they left, detonating his body until there was nothing left.
Sam stoodin line at the cafe in Vincula, waiting on his coffee. The dark liquid coveted by so many was disgusting, but he’d been awakefor over twenty-four hours, and evenAngelsneeded sleep to function.
