Somewhere safe.Calliope.It was the closest thing
to safe she could come up with.
Great plan. She could just imagine Calliope’s expression if she showed up with a soul reaper in tow.
Well, actually, he’d be towing her, or probably carrying
her, leaving a trail of blood in their wake.
What were her options? Die here on the forest floor,
or trust him with Calliope’s location.
She swallowed. Her throat felt raw, like she’d
screamed for hours then downed a mug of lemon juice.
Dying didn’t really appeal. But neither did betrayal,
and that’s exactly what she’d be bringing if she brought
a soul reaper to Calliope’s door. Bad enough that she
hadn’t left him to his fate when the fire genies attacked.
Worse, she’d fed on his blood.
But somehow bringing him to Calliope’s home
seemed a step beyond either. It was like bringing the
wolf to the door. And opening it for him.
In the end, she didn’t have to decide. Dagan shifted so
he no longer straddled her chest but instead knelt at her
side. His forearms slid under her shoulders and her hips.
Harpooned by her agony, she cried out as he tried
to lift her.
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The pressure eased as he let her rest fully on the
ground once more. His expression hardened, but his
touch was gentle as he reached up and stroked her hair
back from her face. Then he leaned in until he was so
close that his breath brushed her cheek. She could smell
the faint citrus of his skin and the stronger scent of