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PROLOGUE: IF WE FALL, WE FALL TOGETHER

~OPHELIA~

“Finally putting that mouth to good use in a dire situation, Ophelia.”

His tone of condescending merit follows with lips that brutally suck mine.

“Says the one who hates listening to my voice,” I counter pantingly. I tug his bottom lip to ignite some pain his way. “I should drop your class.”

“You’d never do such a barbaric thing,” he grumbles in annoyance. His eyes are far from upset with me. “No other professor would stand you.”

“And you can, Professor North?” I dare confront him. It’s the perfect distraction from what’s happening around us.

The overwhelming sensation of doom plaguing us as the world we were sucked into is crumbling every second.

“I have no choice,” he grumbles, his hand on my throat the moment I try to escape his clutches. “Don’t run from me, Ophelia.”

“You can’t die.” The crack of my voice reveals that hidden glint of worry I have for him. That pinch of love I’ve worked tirelessly to ignore and hide from his knowledgeable eyes of mesmerizing dusk. “The university needs you. They can’t fight what just happened without you. Leave.”

“No.” He grunts and kisses me again, and it carries so much passion, I can’t help but respond.

If we’re going to die after everything we’ve gone through, I can at least delve into this passionate connection one last time, yes?

“You have to take care of the others,” I argue the moment our lips break for air. It’s taking everything to fight the nagging pull of our energies that are viciously fighting one another. “Make sure Azrael makes it through. That Hades doesn’t go on a tantrum strike and burn the school down.”

Just thinking about them is making my eyes pool with tears.

“Stop it, Ophelia.”

“If Daemon gets consumed by darkness, I won’t forgive you,” I stress. “You have to tell Ivy and Blair that despite their duo madness, I love the shit out of them. Don’t forget Hades. I don’t tell him enough, but his deep laughter always lightens my heart.”

“You’re not dying, Ophelia,” he snaps at me and tightens his hold around my neck to shut me up.

“Orpheus.”

He stills at the whimper I release as my mystical eyes bore into his ruthless ones, which blaze with rage.

“If the Land of Shadows wishes for our demise, so be it,” he vows and uses his other hand to snake around me. “But I’ll never forsake you a second time. Never again.”

Pulling me against him, I shiver at how our energies react. Bolts of energy sizzle out of our flesh, and I know without looking, my arms and legs are beginning to reveal the hidden ink of my origin.

The destined marks that no other individual has gotten the opportunity to fathom their uniquely divine wrath.

I’m taken away by the markings of ivory that begin to cover his flesh, watching how his eyes begin to match mine.

I look at him in confusion, unable to comprehend what’s happening at the brink of death.

“Opposites attract, yes?” he whispers as he releases my throat, only to cup my left cheek. Wiping away the tear that escapes my eye, he never looks away. “This is the time to test out that theory.”

“We’ll destroy each other, Professor.”

It’s the truth.

The ultimate truth I’ve yearned to never admit to him.

“Then, let us burn,” he vows as he tightens his grip and allows his other hand to fall.

Grabbing my hand, he squeezes it as tightly as I do in return.

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