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“Fuck,” I muttered. “Grey’s right.”

The male in question simply grunted.

I ignored him and tried to determine from Granger’s mind where exactly he’d dropped the Z-Clan Omega, but the details were murky. Like he hadn’t truly paid attention to where he’d taken her, just popped over into one of the various places he’d visited in Eclipse Sector in the past, tossed her onto the ground, and vanished before he could process much else.

He’d clearly been in a hurry to just dispose of her.

“Do you have any idea where in Eclipse Sector he took her?” I asked Grey, wondering if his mysterious talent came equipped with more details.

“No, I was hoping you could help with that part.”

I shook my head. “Granger didn’t focus on anything other than the sector as a whole.” Which basically meant he could have left her anywhere in Ireland.

“What about her journal entry?” Ivana asked, glancing around for the notebook. “The one I was reading. It had…” She trailed off as she spotted it several feet away.

I released her hips so she could move, then watched her bend to retrieve the item in question. She quickly started flipping the pages, searching forDear Oracle of the Starsat the top of each entry.

“There was something at the end,” she said while continuing to scan. “Something I didn’t quite… Here. This.” She started reading again, her eyes skimming the words until she found the postscript. “This part proved she was talking to me.”

Ivana walked back to my side, her finger pointing at the first part congratulating her on thelittle one. I frowned at the last line.

“I send my blessing from the grave,” I read out loud. That was certainly morbid. “What do you think it means?”

“I don’t know, but look at the next part.”

Grey joined us as I reviewed the post-postscript, reciting the words for everyone to hear. “Our pasts make us stronger, not weaker. Remember that. Remember where you came from. And understand once and for all—you are not him. But sometimes you have to think like him to find the truth. To find… me.”

That was definitely a clue of some kind.

But what did it mean?

“Remember where you came from,” I repeated. “Okay, given that we know she’s in Eclipse Sector, I would say this line is for me, Lorcan, or Kieran.”

However, the next part…

“You are not him,” I echoed. “But sometimes you have to think like him to find the truth. To find… me.”

Your father, Ivana thought at me.You’re not your father.

I frowned. Could it be that simple? I’d just come to that conclusion myself when claiming Ivana. I wasn’t my father. Fuck, I was nothing like him.

But sometimes you have to think like him to find the truth.

My brow furrowed even more.What would my father have done in this situation?He wouldn’t have cared, and he would have left Ashlyn to die.

Except, that couldn’t be what she meant.

Is she comparing Granger to your father?Ivana wondered.

Possibly. Only, they weren’t all that alike either. My father would have just thrown Ivana into a pit and left her to die, not bothering at all to shadow her to another location. That would have required too much energy. And he would have wanted to make a statement by forcing everyone else to watch her suffer. Starve. Wither away to nothing.

I’d seen several wolves perish in those holes.

He’d eventually burn their remains and sever their heads, again as a public display.

Because he was a fucking monster.

Gods, just thinking about him made me want to find his corpse and burn his remains. Only there was nothing left of him. Kieran, Lorcan, and I had seen to that ages ago.