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“The things he said.” She dabbed at my face some more, wisps of snow landing on her cheek. “They can’t meddle? What does that mean?”

I straightened, tasting the copper of human blood on my tongue. “Just when you think things can’t get any weirder.”

Man, the shaking in my hands was a riot.

Eden’s phone rang. “It’s Carissa. Hi, boss. Yes. We’re in the town. No. Not the lighthouse.”

As soon as she said it, I took off without a second thought, tearing back to be with my boyfriend.

“Enjoying your morning?”I spoke via the amulet, keeping all panic from my tone.

“It’s great,”Luke answered.

Thank the stone gods.

Eden landed beside me seconds after I touched down.

“A bit of warning next time,” she scolded.

“Sorry, sis. I never should’ve left him alone.”

Laughter sounded from behind the door.

The relief hit me like a slap with a brick.

“He’s fine,” Eden said. “Now let me call Carissa back.”

I nodded, taking a walk to Luke’s shed, stretching out the aching anguish. Just Eden saying we weren’t at the lighthouse filled me with dread. I was supposed to stay close to him at all times. No more sibling dates for me; at least not without him.

I’m not leaving your side again.

I returned to the front of the lighthouse, catching sight of Luke putting the kettle on. He stood over it, a smile on his face. He shamed the sun. He really, really did. He disarmed me, filled me with gratitude at being alive at this point in time.

Call me the luckiest gargoyle ever.

It took everything not to charge in there, tear his clothes off, and fuck him across the kitchen table.

I reckon he’d go for that. Without his friends around, of course.

Down, boy!

Thoughts of Rory soon killed my boner. The poor guy. His poor wife.

Was it related to Ember?

Eden ended her call, going to tell me something. But I tumbled into darkness, a loud whistling inside my skull.

“Shit!”

I landed on sand, the darkness staying put.

“What’s happening?” I called.

The roar of angry waves thundered in my head. My knees buckled, visions of ice and glass and snakes flashing, azure eyes in the dark. Auburn hair. His lovely smile.

Wrong.

So wrong.