“I should’ve done this years ago!” he shouted at the half-demon. “You never should’ve been born, Rhyn! You should’ve been strangled the moment you hatched!”

“What the fuck, Kris! It’s not – “

Kris launched at him again. Rhyn spun and flung him away again. Kris charged, and they toppled to the ground. Pain filtered through his frenzy, but he refused to stop, channeling all his fury towards the creature that earned it the day it was born.

Magic shot through him, burning like fire. Kris gasped. Another blast, and he fell to the ground. His body roiled with the demon magic, convulsing until the blow faded. He felt himself hauled up by his neck and thrust onto the ground again. His vision blurry, Kris could only see Hannah’s beautiful blond hair. Sorrow replaced anger, and he reached out, touching the soft wheat curls.

He’d lost them all. Lilith, Jade, Hannah. Even Andre. He’d not only failed every Immortal that ever lived, he’d failed the only people he’d ever cared for. He lay on the ground, gasping as he tangled his fingers in Hannah’s hair.

Rhyn snatched him again and shoved Hannah onto her back. Fury built in Kris again at the disregard for his mate, until he saw her face.

He stared. It was not Hannah lying beside him but a demon with blond hair. Kris pulled his legs beneath him to sit, and Rhyn released him.

“As I was trying to tell you, it’s not Hannah,” Rhyn said and kicked the dead demon. “Hannah’s alive. I’ve seen her.”

“What the fuck is this?” Kris managed at last.

“Shapeshifter demons. Darkyn replaced Hannah and Gabe with them,” Rhyn said and squatted. “You’re welcome, you fucking idiot.”

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Kris looked at him, anger building. The muscular half-demon was bleeding from a wound in his chest. His dark eyes glowed like a demon’s, though his face was still that of an Immortal.

“I think you helped me,” Rhyn said. “I couldn’t get to my demon powers until you almost killed me.”

“Rhyn … “ Kris said, gaze on the nasty wound.

“I only need to live ‘til the end of the day,” Rhyn said with an unconcerned glance on the wound. “You came instead of sending someone to stop me?”




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