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“Get out!”

“Never,”Nyx chuckles in a low, dangerous promise.

“What?”Ambrose says at the same time.

I grab my head, hating having both of them in my mind at the same time. The number of voices in my head makes me feel like it’s about to explode. I have to figure out how to get Nyx out for good. There has to be a way to block him out.

“I’m not leaving you. Wherever you go, I go,” I say to Ambrose out loud.

“No, I need you safe. I can’t lose you,”Ambrose says in my mind.

“And I can’t lose you either, but I won’t go. We need to face Nyx together.”

“Don’t speak out loud. He can hear you.”

I frown. If I speak in my mind, he can probably hear me just as easily, since it’s hard for me to send my words just to Ambrose and not Nyx, too.

I sigh, unsure of what to do next. I look around at the magic that Ambrose has created. I don’t know much about witches’ magic. I don’t know how real this bubble is.Is it more like a glamor that is masking us, or physical walls that Nyx can’t penetrate?

I still don’t know why Nyx can speak in my mind like Ambrose can.Is it because he’s a vampire and has some abilities that he’s not sharing? Is it something else?It’s not because we are also mates. I don’t believe that for a second.

He killed Rowena.

He’s the reason Ambrose and I didn’t complete the marking ceremony. The reason we aren’t mated together. The reason the curse still survives.

It’s all him.

“I can’t keep Nyx out of the bubble much longer. Please, run. Please, I can’t bear to lose you.”

I swallow hard, hating that I’m causing Ambrose any pain. But I can’t leave.

“I can’t lose you either,” I whisper back.

Sweat coats his brows, and I can see now how much he’s straining to hold his magic together. I’m unsure what Nyx is doing to break through the magic, and I don’t know how Ambrose’s magic works beyond its immense power. Whatever Nyx is doing to break Ambrose’s magic terrifies me.

I look Ambrose in the eye as I say, “Let’s kill him—together.” I don’t care if my words reach Nyx as well as Ambrose. He dies for what he did at both of our hands. Now that Ambrose is by my side, I know I’ll be able to shift again.

The corner of his mouth twitches upward as he searches for words to convince me to leave him. To let him kill Nyx on his own. To keep me safe.

“My queen, please…”

“Queens don’t run from danger. And they definitely don’t leave their mates alone to fight their fights for them. We are doing this together.”

“You’re incredible.”He takes my hand, giving me a warning look, and then the world shifts around us. Like a vacuum on full suction, pulling Ambrose's world away—the darkness, moonlight, and stars are ripped from us. His hands grip onto my waist as the bed vanishes into thin air. Suddenly, we’re standing on the floor of the forest with the sun peeking through the thick branches down onto us.

Air rushes into my lungs in a sharp punch. I blink, slowly adjusting to the light. Ambrose’s arms are still wrapped around me like a shield, while his jaw is clenched firmly shut. I should be preparing for the battle ahead, but I need another moment of being in awe of this man.

He’s not just an alpha; he’s a witch forged in an abundance of magic that radiates from him like moonlight in the sky. I barely even realized magic existed at all, and yet his is vast, almost boundless.

“Finally decided to stop hiding,” Nyx says, drawing my attention away from Ambrose.

Nyx stands under the shade of a tree, leaning casually against it, as if he hadn’t just interrupted a moment of intimacy between two mates and sparked a battle that will end in his death. His dark hair and eyes blend into the shadows in which he is hiding.Black molded clothes help him blend even more seamlessly into the shadows he prefers to hide in.

“You shouldn’t have come, Nyx. There is nothing stopping me from killing you this time. Not after what you did. You killed a pack member. You kidnapped my mate. We’re going to kill you and turn you into nothing but ash after I drive a stake through your heart.”

“Are you?” Nyx says in a condescending tone.

“You know we are,” I answer.