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his chest. She hesitated a moment and then touched her own chest. The same symbol appeared there.
    “Do not fight...” He kept his eyes locked with hers. “Both of us will not make it.”
    “We have to, we have to lift the curse,” she said.
    Taking hold of her hand, he pressed it back against his chest and then brought his palm to cover hers. Their hearts beat in perfect rhythm.
    “Together, we can win,” Celene said, her eyes not leaving his. There was a desperate wildness in his. What had happened? He had said that they both wouldn’t make it. Did she die? Did he die?
    She searched his eyes and wished that he would tell her the answers to her silent questions and explain why he was suddenly stopping them from going to see Erikka. He had the mark. Her mark. How had he got it if not from her somehow?
    “I came back to save you, not lose you again,” he whispered, stepping closer to her, his hand remaining pressed against her chest.
    She could feel their hearts beating together and his words made hers accelerate. She had died and he had brought her back.
    She stared at him for the longest time, reading his look and trying to understand what was happening.
    “I died?”
    His other hand came up and took hold of her free one. He held it tightly, so tightly that she could feel how upset he still was by what he had witnessed and could feel his relief over seeing her alive again.
    “You brought me back... now I am bringing you back,” he said.
    She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
    “The world could not go on without you... you must have known that when you sacrificed yourself.” His hand left hers and he brushed the backs of his fingers across her cheek, looking at her with eyes that expressed all his feelings for her.
    She drowned in them, drank them and wished he would always feel that way for her. She had never known feelings like these. If he had died, she would have given up her life to bring him back, not caring whether the world could go on without her or not.
    “Come,” he said and started to lead her away from the castle.
    She stopped, forcing him to also, and he turned to look at her.
    “Don’t you want to break your curse?”
    He smiled, a kind of smile that she had never seen grace his lips before. It was warm and like moonlight. It made her heat through and smile in return.
    “It was broken the moment I understood the words... I will only find peace with the night.” He came back to her, stepping up so close that there wasn’t any space between them. She could feel his steady breathing and her body buzzed at the feeling of his against it. He looked down into her eyes and she realised what he was saying. “I have found peace with the night. I love her.”
    Celene closed her eyes as he dipped his head. His lips gently played against hers, making hers tingle. She looped her arms around his neck as his went around her waist and he lifted her up until she felt as though she was flying. She swept her tongue along his lower lip and then a thrill ran through her when his came to meet it. They tangled slowly, sensually, and she relished the feelings the kiss evoked. The tenderness and love, the warmth and comfort, the safety and the desire.
    Turning with him, she thought about home, about the small cottage in the Waning Woods and the view of Syrinia, and how much she wished she were there now with him.
    There was a pull inside of her and when she opened her eyes, they were standing on the porch of what had become their house.
    Zane smiled at her and scooped her up into his arms.
    She couldn’t believe that after all this time, the answer to lifting his curse had been growing between them, a little more each day, without them ever knowing it.
    Love.
    She thanked destiny for her hand in this and thanked Zane for doing everything in his power to bring her back, as she had done for him.
    She touched the mark on his chest and it glowed. He was hers now and she was his.
    They were linked for