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those damn trees are dangerous. It’s like they have a mind of their

own.”

“I won’t need it,” Meg said with utter certainty as she walked

toward the small cabin.

The trees weren’t afraid of her. They knew her. They had been

waiting for her. As Meg approached the cabin, the vines receded

quickly, unveiling the small, dilapidated hut Cian had sought to hide.

The sun came brilliantly out from the clouds, flooding the whole

forest with bright light.

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“You know, you might have a career ahead of you as a landscaper

if you can do that on a regular basis.”

“Shut up, Dante,” Meg replied. “I can shoot you, too, you know.”

Dante smiled and wisely closed his mouth.

Meg pushed open the door and immediately saw her husbands.

They lay side-by-side in complete stillness. Light from one small

window filtered in, illuminating her men. Had Meg not been able to

feel them in her body and her soul, she would have thought they were

dead. She would have wept over their lifeless bodies.

Instead, she knew just what to do.

Meg placed herself in between them and put a hand on each. Their

flesh was cool, and not a breath seemed to come from their bodies.

She wasn’t sure how they were alive, only that they were and she was

the key to wake them.

She opened herself wholly to them and let them invade every inch

of her. She sighed as the connection flooded with them. Everything

the hag had taken from Beck had been safely stored in Cian. Now,

that magic flowed through her, seeking its true home. Beck received

his magic with great satisfaction, and Cian let her feel his relief as he

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