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“And there she goes. I feel like we should mark the event.”

“We can.”

I turn to the others. “Let's find Ryn before he does.”

Tyr steps towards us, his eyebrows raising. “Can we do it?”

“We know her. If anyone in the world can find Auryn Raines, it’s us,” I say with a grin.

Envy smiles. “She’s ours.” Envy pauses and looks up with huge, guilt-filled eyes. “I need to confess something.”

I pause, confused. “What?”

“We almost had sex.”

I stare at him, trying to make sense of what he’s talking about. “What?”

“Ryn and I, a year ago. That’s what made her ghost us.”

I draw in a deep breath. In truth, I’d suspected something like this for a while.

“We walked Lia and Locke to the taxi, and we just started kissing, and things went too far, and I managed to stop before I could-” Envy cuts off.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Tyr growls.

“Because it was my fault you were all holding back in the first place. To know that it was my weakness that almost undid all of that, I didn’t know what to say!”

Tyr pulls Envy into a hug. “You stopped. Nothing would have changed with us knowing.”

I think about it and think, yes, it would have. We wouldn’t have agreed to go and get her. We might never have seen her again. Fate really is an interesting mistress.

“It worked out. We will find her again. She is our fate,” I say confidently.

Tony sighs. “You’re going to leave me to clean up a colossal mess, aren’t you?”

“Well, yes, but as soon as it does, we can all go home, have a big, long break.”

Tony nods quietly. “I can train up a replacement.”

I snort a laugh. “Sure, you can do that.”

“So, we’re going?” Digs asks.

I nod. “Yeah, we are.”

“Where do we start?”

Envy laughs, it’s sudden and startling. His eyes glitter when he looks at me. “Three hundred islands.”

Chapter thirty-three

Digs

Our best laid plansfucked us anyway- Dillon ‘Digs’ Fate

It’s all well and good planning to just walk away, but it’s not that easy. We couldn’t get out of the concerts. Even the powerful Typhor Raines couldn’t cancel them. So we went and played the last five cities.

It was exhausting, and every night, we searched for an island that might have what she needed to survive. There are more than I could have imagined, but only one of them was privately owned by a surfer that is best friends with Kelly. Ezekial Boothe, who is exactly like Kelly and grew up with money but gave up the lifestyle for the call of the ocean.

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