An End of Night (A Shade of Vampire #16)(48)



“You’re right,” she muttered.

She bent down on her knees over Magnus and touched his forehead. My hands grew sweaty as the witch muttered some words and Magnus regained control of his body. His limbs stretched out and he shot to his feet. His chiseled face took on a look of utter aggravation.

“Why the hell did you do that?” he growled at Mona. “If you weren’t a woman, I would grab your throat and maul you.”

Mona took a step back from his rage. “I’m sorry, Magnus. I had my reasons for doing it. But you are free now. Nobody will bother you again. Not any of the black witches, not me, or any of the white witches.”

“Where is Lilith?” he asked, his brows furrowing and causing a deep line in the center of his forehead.

Mona’s voice caught in her throat. “She… passed away.”

Magnus’s eyes narrowed, as though he could hardly believe her words.

“That boat you see,” Mona said, her voice unsteady. “Lilith arranged that for you so that you could escape safely, and continue with your life… with whomever you choose to spend it with. I wouldn’t be surprised if you even find blood bags in there.”

“I don’t understand.”

“She chose to spend the last hours of her life with you, Magnus. That’s all you need to understand. And what I said before about her using you was not fair. She did love you. Madly. Deeply. At least as deeply as her heart could manage. And she wanted you to know that before she passed away. You may not have realized it, but for all those years… you held her heart in your hand.”

Magnus was speechless. I could’ve sworn that I saw the corners of his eyes moisten as he turned and looked toward the boat floating in the ocean.

None of us spoke a word for the next few minutes.

Finally he faced Mona again, clearing his throat. “Thank you for confirming what I… sometimes doubted. It means a lot to me.” His voice was deeper than it had been a few minutes ago.

His eyes traveled from me to Mona one last time before he turned his back on us and entered the waves, wading toward the boat. Mona and I stood in silence, watching as he boarded it, settled himself in and began sailing away into the brightening horizon toward God knew where.

I didn’t care… As long as we never had to go searching for the guy again.

Chapter 32: Rose

When Mona and I arrived back at the black witches’ island, nobody was outside. We headed straight to the castle, walked through the entrance hall and found everyone had gathered in the kitchen. They all looked toward us as we entered.

“Well?” Kiev asked, Magnus’ face lighting up.

“I set him free,” Mona said.

“Good,” he replied. “And… Do you have any idea when I will turn back into myself?”

A smile crossed Mona’s lips. She exchanged a glance with my mother. “I, um… I think we can probably expect within a few days. I pulled a hair from his head, you see.”

“How are Ibrahim and Corrine progressing?” I asked.

“They are down there now, still working,” my father replied.

“Do you know how long they will be?” I asked.

“Hopefully not much more than ten minutes. They have made quite a lot of progress already, or so they say. None of us have been down there. But Corrine has come back up to keep us updated.”

I looked toward the open trap door and moved toward it, poking my head down. I caught sight of the gate. Landis and Ashley stood next to it, and all of the humans were already down there. Most of them were resting against the wall, looking exhausted. I noted that those who were injured had not been treated yet. Ibrahim and Corrine had been in a hurry to start work on clearing out a trail. None of the injuries looked fatal, so I hoped that they would be all right. We would find some time to treat them once we reached the other side.

Someone touched my back, and I turned to see Caleb.

“Come with me,” he whispered into my ear.

Before I could respond, he twined his fingers with mine and pulled me through the exit of the kitchen, out of view from everyone.

Placing his hands either side of my waist, he pressed me back gently against the wall. His lips met mine. He reached his hands up to my cheeks, caressing them as he kissed me tenderly.

When he drew away, he was staring at me intently, his dark hair touching the sides of his face. His seriousness amused me.

“What was that about?” I asked.

He gave me a small smile. “Since when do I need a reason to kiss my bride?”

My bride. The words made my spine tingle.

I reached my arms around his neck and pulled him down for another long, slow kiss. “Since never,” I whispered.

His cool lips began trailing down my neck, soothing my irritated skin.

Our moment was interrupted by Micah. “Come on, you love birds,” he growled. “Ibrahim and Corrine are finished earlier than expected.”

I was annoyed at the interruption, but I was also relieved that we could finally get away from this place. I detached myself from Caleb and we followed Micah back into the kitchen. Everyone was already beginning to pile down into the dungeon. Caleb was the last to enter the dungeon. He shut the trap door behind him.

“I wonder if this will be the last time that anyone sets foot in this place,” I said.

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