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Gahiji spinning away and surging for the portal.

Dagan froze, torn in two. Everything he was, everything he had always been, wanted to go after Gahiji, to

stop him, to catch him. He needed to avenge Lokan’s

death. He needed to find his brother’s remains. He

needed to bring him back. And Gahiji was the key.

But Roxy was screaming his name, the syllables

drawn out in the milliseconds before the other soul

reaper would connect with Calliope’s heart.

He didn’t give a shit about Calliope Kane. Live or

die, she made no difference to him.

But she mattered to Roxy.

And Roxy mattered to him.

More than mattered. He didn’t know what name to

put on the burning, tearing pain that made his heart

twist and made him feel both sick and wonderful at the

same time. He figured it must be what mortals called

love.

Lucky him.

Gahiji dove for the portal.

Last chance. Last fucking chance.

“Fuck,” Dagan snarled, pouring his rage and disappointment in the one word as he spun, lunged and

rammed his hand through the other soul reaper’s back,

straight to his heart.

He didn’t need to turn to know Gahiji was gone.

He’d lost his chance.

No, not lost it. He’d made hischoice.

Raising his head, he found Roxy staring at him. Her

face was less than an inch from his own, her knife

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