One person.
Oneperson.
It took Sean an entire minute to process that, and even then it made no sense. What kind of magic fused two people into one?
“You stole my soul?” David spat as anger broke through his restraint, sharpening his words.
Bel flung an arm out at him. “I wasn’t even convinced you had one. Here’s proof Galadaine’s heir isn’t soulless.”
Autumn’s jaw dropped. “Isobel!”
“Who’s the soulless one here?” David finally released Anna’s wrist to advance on Bel. “You took my life. Did you think about what that would mean for me?”
Bel set her glass on the counter beside her. “Why else would I have done it? You were the variable I couldn’t control, so I took control.”
Sean looked between them, utterly confused why this had been done to him, why she’d felt compelled to take his soul and merge it with his greatest enemy. “Butwhy?”
David’s green eyes blazed. “Obviously she did it foryou.”
Wait. Why?—
No.
Fuck, no.
From the moment he met her, Isobel had been overly concernedfor his safety. She’d been excessively scared of David. She’d been ruled by some prophecy that Seanstillhadn’t read. She believed David would follow in his ancestor’s footsteps, which would place Sean in a great deal of danger. If David’s soul was tied to Sean, that meant?—
He swallowed. “If one of us dies?”
“The other follows,” Autumn said. “Or so it’s thought.”
“It’sthought?” Sean stared at her. “This hasn’t been done before?”
She fidgeted, unable to hold any of their gazes. “Rarely. It’s not exactly permitted.”
Sean gripped the back of a dining chair. “It can be undone though. Tell me it can be undone.”
Autumn’s contrite expression was answer enough.
David cupped one hand over his mouth and locked his gaze on Bel.
She scowled. “I’m not sorry.”
Wow.Was she stupid? Couldn’t she see how close David had come to lashing out?
But no. None of them would. David didn’t let people see those things. Sean was on the inside now. A strange place to be.
David advanced on her.
Bel narrowed her eyes but held her ground. “Threaten me if you want. I found a way to keep you loyal. We both know you would have buckled under your inheritance.”
His skin went bloodless. “You don’t know anything.”
“I know what you’re capable of,” she hissed. “I’ve seen it.”
“I am not Galadaine,” he said, cold and slow, still in complete control. “I don’t know how many times I have to say that.”
“Doesn’t matter now. You can’t touch him without hurting yourself.”
