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I looked up at Miles as soon as Murtagh started snoring, which was more or less right away. “I feel nervous,” I admitted, huffing out a sigh.

“Good. You should feel nervous. This is very frightening. If you weren’t terrified, I’d be worried about your intelligence level,” Miles assured me, patting me on the shoulder. “But this will work. Just relax. Enjoy dragon-watching duty. You’ll be doing a lot of it when this is all over.” He gave me a warm smile.

“If we make it through this, remind me to give you a vacation,” I laughed, playfully nudging him on his elbow.

“You won’t have to remind me,” he assured with a smirk. “It’ll be my first one without Caspian toting me along somewhere. Now that you’re around, he’s not as dependent on me.”

I smirked and shook my head. “Sure. The week you’re gone, I’ll adopt a cat. Just to watch him squirm,” I fantasized playfully.

He laughed so hard, so suddenly, that he almost dropped the bag of blood he was holding. “You’re not a bad match for him,” he assured me. “I thought they were going to die alone.”

“Well, no, we’ll die together sometime this week,” I said, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets.

He rolled his eyes at this, his laughing expression sobering. “We’re gonna make it.”

“Or die trying.” I raised an eyebrow. “How are you planning on getting that where it needs to be?”

“Easy. They have taken up residence in the nearest hotel, where Seraphus is probably camped in the best suite, and I know my way around places like that.”

“You’re putting yourself in danger,” I reminded him. “I mean, they say this is the risk-free option, but it’s not. Is it.”

He grinned and puffed out his chest proudly. “Love, I am one hundred and twenty-five years old. I’m already playing with house money.” He nodded towards a cot that had been set up for me. “Go get some sleep. I’ll be going soon, anyway. I’ll let you know as soon as the nightmare is over, okay? I’ll call your cell,” he assured me.

I sighed and nodded, pulling out my phone and putting the volume all the way up before putting it in my pocket. “Alright.” I turned to the two dragons. Shit, they made this massive hanger look like a hamster cage. I couldn’t get over it. “Don’t get yourself dead,” I demanded of Miles, then grabbed my diamonds and trotted up to the cot.

Then I did something particularly unhelpful.

I thought about my childhood, hoping to remember anything.

Nothing came.

Wouldn’t some piece of my past be helpful right about now? After all, my parents were some of Seraphus’ followers! I should remember them talking about him, or about what he could do. Now, in my brain, he’d made a giant dark spot. It was annoying. I mean, sure, it had been annoying my brother for years, but now it was actually annoying me, too.

BLOOP.

I knit my eyebrows closer together and looked down at my cell. It was from a weird number, but then again, I didn’t have Miles in my phone yet. It had been an hour since he’d left, so I figured maybe his job was done, my father was killed, and now it was time to party.

Instead, I got the worst message ever.

It was a picture of my brother, an oxygen mask on his face.

The number was unknown, but it said:

CALL ME.

Immediately, Seraphus came to mind. I sat up, feeling like someone had just dumped a whole bucket of water over my head.

I didn’t like any part of that message. I didn’t want him to touch Zach. I didn’t want him to look in Zach’s direction! I was annoyed that he was in the same world as Zach.

I might have two boyfriends, and I even liked those boyfriends, but to call those boyfriends ‘sweet’ would be a little much. But Zach was sweet, and sick, and I couldn’t imagine how he would survive an encounter with a Boogeyman like Seraphus.

I immediately called my brother.

No answer.

I called Ryan.

Nothing.

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