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“Burdened?”

If he could have nodded in this form, I think he would have.

“Good. Now you will belong to me.” A slow possessive smile curved my lips. “Understand?”

“You freed me just so you could bind me to you?”

“Don’t worry. It won’t be forever. Help me find Kaden, and you’re free to go.” I raised my hand, a ball of flame bursting to life on my palm. “Say no, and I will continue until you match your old room.”

“Not even the gods could kill me.”

“Well, lucky for me, I’m no god.”

“No.” He seemed to register what I said with newfound respect. “No, you are not. Although your chemical makeup has similarities, you are much worse. You follow no one’s rules, not even the laws of nature. You will be a problem across the stars.”

A corner of my lips lifted. I swear he made no sense half the time. I shook my head and smothered the flame before placing my hands on my hips. “The stars don’t concern me. I want one thing, and you’re going to help me get it. I have scorched half of Onuna, killed, and hunted, yet Kaden is still out of my reach. Why can’t I find him?” I raised a hand before he spoke. “And no vague answers, please.”

His heads spun once to the left and twice to the right as if they were having their own private conversation. Once they settled, they all focused on me.

“You already know the answer. You just refuse to speak it.”

My shoulders drooped. I had thought it was impossible, but impossible seemed my new norm. “He is not on Onuna, is he?”

Roccurem only stared at me.

“How is it possible if every realm is sealed?”

All three of those heads cocked toward me. “All realms are sealed.”

I growled and took a step forward. “What did I say about vague answers?”

“You are running out of time.” Roccurem shook his heads. “The One True King comes.”

My heart sank. Fuck. I forgot that time moves differently here. I’d gutted one of Samkiel’s precious Hands, and the others had run home crying. Dammit.

“Fucking, Samkiel.” I grabbed the vial from beneath my shirt and spilled three drops of blood to return home. I looked at Roccurem and lifted a brow. “Ready to go see the world?”

Twenty

Samkiel

I heard the screams from the medical wing before my feet touched the ground. Lights flickered as I ran down the hall. I knew those screams, and Cameron was by no means weak. Several celestials flung themselves out of my way, Logan and Vincent right on my heels. I lifted my hand, the thick doors blasting open so hard they broke off the hinges. All eyes turned toward me, the large white room growing silent. Even the machines hooked to the walls seemed to stop when I entered. The healers and assistants draped in medical gear and covered in blood stepped back as I burst through the door.

“What happened?”

“Your new girlfriend happened,” Cameron grunted and tried to sit up. Blood poured from a gaping wound across his abdomen. Xavier stood next to him, fear a living thing in his eyes and his hands on Cameron’s midsection.

“Dianna?” Her name was a whisper, a prayer.

Cameron grunted once more. “You know I didn’t catch her name before she eviscerated me. I get it. She’s super hot, and I have never judged. Not when we had that one goddess show up on Rashearim because you stopped talking to her, not when the King of Talunmir threatened war because you stopped talking to him. I mean, the list goes on, but since when do you fuck Ig’Morruthens?”

“I’m not,” I said, my mind spinning. Dianna had attacked them. The remains of my home. The home I had taken her to. My heart thudded, and my pulse quickened. Did she hate me that much? After everything?

Xavier turned toward me, eyes blazing. “Why do you lie to us? She had the same smell as the one who wore Imogen’s face. We also know you lied about that, too.”

“You didn’t.” Vincent groaned.

“Not now,” I snapped at Vincent. I had not slept in—I didn’t remember how long—and it was starting to show.

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