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He nodded. “I suspected the disturbance was you. It was the only thing that made sense.”

A sob caught her throat as guilt rushed in. “I didn’t mean to kill Julia. I swear, Silas, I?—”

“You may not have meant to, but you did.”

Wishing she could make up for all the death and destruction she’d caused, Abbie nodded and swiped at the ice forming on her lashes. “I know, and I have to live with that forever. I’m so sorry, Silas.”

“It’s not enough! You were responsible for murdering the woman I love,” he hammered.

He wasn’t wrong, and if she didn’t fear freezing to death, she’d likely have wallowed in the misery of his truth.

Hoping to divert him to survival, she asked, “Where’s Morcunt?”

Although his mouth tightened, he didn’t respond. Instead, he cupped his hands and blew on them.

“But think about it, Abbie. If you were able to transport us here, you can get us off this damned peak. Maybe send us back before the last jump. Before Morcant killed my brother.”

“You know it wasn’t me?”

An emotion flickered in his eyes, giving him away.

“You think I did it,” she said. “You think I’d hurt the only person in your group who was kind to me?”

A frown appeared before he dropped his head on his folded arms. “I don’t know.”

Regardless of his belief, she had to save him if she could. He was the only person able to help her if Morcant returned.

“Abbie.”

Draven’s voice drifted to her as she was halfway to Silas, and she couldn’t quite understand how. She spun in a slow circle, searching for the source.

“Abbie.”

The ring!

She touched it and opened her mind to the static she now recognized as voices.

“Draven?”

“Hello, chér.”

The tight band of tension around her ribs snapped, leaving her shaky with relief.

“Where are you?”

“A base camp, with Ronan and Damian.”

“Can you help us? Silas is with me?—”

She was almost to him when Draven cut through.

“No, chér. Silas’s body is here, with us.”

She lifted her head and met Silas’s glowing eyes. Terror paralyzed her as Morcant’s glamour fell away.

“Abbie?”

His ghastly, evil smile widened as he stalked her backward steps.