Beck softened. Cian was whole. It had been a long time since
 
 Cian had been complete. He enveloped his brother, the man who held
 
 half his soul, in a spine-cracking bear hug. He looked over to Meg.
 
 “Thank you,” he mouthed.
 
 Meg’s eyes were suspiciously bright as she nodded.
 
 “You feel fine?” Beck asked, looking over his younger brother.
 
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 “I feel fantastic,” Cian replied seriously. “The bond, goddess,
 
 Beck, it’s amazing. She’s always with me. I can sense her moods
 
 when she’s not hiding them. She’s perfect.”
 
 Cian looked back at their wife, and she practically glowed under
 
 his praise. It made Beck remember the errand he’d gone on before
 
 leaving the Vampire plane. He reached down into his pack and pulled
 
 out the gift he’d bought for his wife.
 
 “I got you a present, Meggie,” he said, holding it out to her.
 
 He felt like an idiot standing there hoping she liked what he’d
 
 bought for her. It took her a moment, but finally she took the small
 
 package from him and looked it over.
 
 “This is A Tale of Two Cities,” she said, looking at the old book with a growing smile. “Is it a vampire version? Does Sydney Carton
 
 eat the French Revolutionaries at the end? That would be cool.”
 
 Beck frowned and shook his head. “No. It’s from the human
 
 plane. They promised me it was very rare. I thought you would like
 
 having something from your home. You said you liked books.”
 
 Meg touched the book reverently. “This is one of my favorite
 
 books.”
 
 She stopped, some unnamed emotion choking her words. Cian
 
 reached out and grabbed her hand. It annoyed Beck that Cian could
 
 calm her.
 
 “Do you like it?” Beck asked. He’d searched for hours trying to