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I’m left with the haunting realization of what he’s revealed to me. It was a warning as much as a foresight. If Aima is the reincarnated soul of my mate, then it’s only a matter of time before it’s discovered. And in that discovery, Morrigan and Variant can use her to sway me.

I look to Eilish with borrowed eyes. I’d hoped I would have more time, but I fear the clock is ticking much faster than I anticipated. My gaze ultimately shifts to Baron and I remember his promise to save me. I allowed him to give me hope, despite everything within me warning me not to.

And now I know my efforts to resist the vision will be futile at best.

And that is when I hear the growl of the beast. I turn to face Gildlorthoine, in his beast form—scarred and angry. He opens his fanged mouth and howls. The sound shakes the cavern around us and I hear Baron swear as Dragan sucks in a breath.

With Silvanus gone, the four of us stand united to face the Incubus. Dragan summons his shadow blade and Baron and Eilish unsheathe their daggers. I feel their eyes on me as my vision begins to fade. The spirits are passing into the Veil, using me as a gateway, but I have just enough sight left to cast a force field around us as the Incubus charges.

Gildorthoine bounces off the barrier and rolls onto his hind legs as he howls out his fiery anger.

“Great,” Dragan snaps, “now he’s really pissed.”

The End