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eyes of death and hatred, eyes she'd known and loved since they were toddlers. The man who'd grown up as her best friend, and then become her lover, her husband, and the father of her baby. She felt that anguished betrayal as he threw her down, his blood-stained axe in his hand as he reared back to destroy her—
Sarah. Come back to me.
The voice was like an electric shock, blasting through the memories consuming her. Kindness. Safety. Help. The words bounced through her mind, emotions that seemed so foreign to her, and yet familiar. Like she'd once known them. Like they'd once meant something to her.
Before all the death.
Before her brother had tried to kill her.
Before he'd killed Nonny... Grief surged through Sarah as she suddenly remembered what was clenched in her fist. Her grandmother's necklace, the one she never removed. She'd found it in her brother's hand. He'd killed Nonny. He'd really killed her .
Despair flooded Sarah, consuming her, yanking her down. All she'd fought for, all she'd worked for, gone. Taken by those she'd trusted the most. The ones she'd given her life to protect—
Sarah. It's Kane. Come on, sweetheart. Come back to me.
Again, his voice broke through the despair sucking her down. This time, she felt his urgency, his pain, his stress. For her? Was he hurt? Sudden emotion leapt through her, a connection to his soul. Desperately, she reached for it, trying to hold onto him as an anchor, but it slithered out of her grasp, an elusive wisp of hope. She struggled to focus on him, but images of her brother kept floating into her mind. Kane? Help me. I can't find you. She tried to reach for him, but she couldn't move her arms, couldn't seem to connect with him.
She felt cold. So cold. Her skin hurt. Hard to breathe. Hard to think. Her mind was getting fuzzy. The light...fading...the flame inside her...the white light...getting smaller... Kane! She screamed his name, terrified of what was happening. The light couldn't go out. It couldn't go out!
The minute I heard your voice when I was in the woods, my entire soul came to life.
She struggled to understand his words, to grasp what he was saying, but her white light grew fainter. Kane!
Something warm settled on top of her. A heavy weight. Comforting, strong heat trying to penetrate the deep coldness settling in her body. Kane's body. On top of hers. Surrounding her with his strength. With his power. Don't you understand, Sarah? My soul has always been this empty void. I can barely feel. I can barely connect with people. I feel so little.
His aching emptiness touched her, drawing tears to her eyes.
My only mission has been to protect humanity. To make a difference. To save another life. And another. It was all that kept me going.
Sarah felt the truth of his words, the emptiness inside him that had been filled only by his knowledge that he was saving innocents. There was nothing else in him, no heart, no soul, no passion. Just the emptiness of honor and duty.
Until I heard your voice, Sarah. She felt his hands frame her face, and she tried to touch him, but she couldn't move her hands. Couldn't act. Her body felt too heavy, her limbs like dead weights. When I heard your voice, it was as if something plunged straight past the emptiness inside me and brought it to life. It hurt, and the pain felt so unbelievably amazing. The raw, unbearable emotion of being alive...it's incredible, Sarah. What kind of incredible gift is that? You need hope and faith? You're the one who already has it. You gave it to me the minute you reached out and found me. I won't let you die, because you are the one damn thing in my life that has ever made my heart beat. Do you hear me? His hands tightened on her face. You are my salvation, Sarah. You are the first breath of hope I've had in five hundred years.
Sarah felt his pain in every fiber of her being, and she felt his disbelief, his awe, his raw, untamed, desperate hope that she could save him. His emotions plunged
Sarah. Come back to me.
The voice was like an electric shock, blasting through the memories consuming her. Kindness. Safety. Help. The words bounced through her mind, emotions that seemed so foreign to her, and yet familiar. Like she'd once known them. Like they'd once meant something to her.
Before all the death.
Before her brother had tried to kill her.
Before he'd killed Nonny... Grief surged through Sarah as she suddenly remembered what was clenched in her fist. Her grandmother's necklace, the one she never removed. She'd found it in her brother's hand. He'd killed Nonny. He'd really killed her .
Despair flooded Sarah, consuming her, yanking her down. All she'd fought for, all she'd worked for, gone. Taken by those she'd trusted the most. The ones she'd given her life to protect—
Sarah. It's Kane. Come on, sweetheart. Come back to me.
Again, his voice broke through the despair sucking her down. This time, she felt his urgency, his pain, his stress. For her? Was he hurt? Sudden emotion leapt through her, a connection to his soul. Desperately, she reached for it, trying to hold onto him as an anchor, but it slithered out of her grasp, an elusive wisp of hope. She struggled to focus on him, but images of her brother kept floating into her mind. Kane? Help me. I can't find you. She tried to reach for him, but she couldn't move her arms, couldn't seem to connect with him.
She felt cold. So cold. Her skin hurt. Hard to breathe. Hard to think. Her mind was getting fuzzy. The light...fading...the flame inside her...the white light...getting smaller... Kane! She screamed his name, terrified of what was happening. The light couldn't go out. It couldn't go out!
The minute I heard your voice when I was in the woods, my entire soul came to life.
She struggled to understand his words, to grasp what he was saying, but her white light grew fainter. Kane!
Something warm settled on top of her. A heavy weight. Comforting, strong heat trying to penetrate the deep coldness settling in her body. Kane's body. On top of hers. Surrounding her with his strength. With his power. Don't you understand, Sarah? My soul has always been this empty void. I can barely feel. I can barely connect with people. I feel so little.
His aching emptiness touched her, drawing tears to her eyes.
My only mission has been to protect humanity. To make a difference. To save another life. And another. It was all that kept me going.
Sarah felt the truth of his words, the emptiness inside him that had been filled only by his knowledge that he was saving innocents. There was nothing else in him, no heart, no soul, no passion. Just the emptiness of honor and duty.
Until I heard your voice, Sarah. She felt his hands frame her face, and she tried to touch him, but she couldn't move her hands. Couldn't act. Her body felt too heavy, her limbs like dead weights. When I heard your voice, it was as if something plunged straight past the emptiness inside me and brought it to life. It hurt, and the pain felt so unbelievably amazing. The raw, unbearable emotion of being alive...it's incredible, Sarah. What kind of incredible gift is that? You need hope and faith? You're the one who already has it. You gave it to me the minute you reached out and found me. I won't let you die, because you are the one damn thing in my life that has ever made my heart beat. Do you hear me? His hands tightened on her face. You are my salvation, Sarah. You are the first breath of hope I've had in five hundred years.
Sarah felt his pain in every fiber of her being, and she felt his disbelief, his awe, his raw, untamed, desperate hope that she could save him. His emotions plunged
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