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She stood. “I have to go. He watches my dreams.” She ran away to the shadow with the

outstretched arm.

The shadow laughed. The sound grew and grew until it swirled around Chase, the

resonance blasting into Chase’s ears until he huddled on the ground, covering his ears.

“You have lost, Elder-Son.”

Anger welled up and he sprung to his feet. “No!” he shouted and reached out for

Sabrina.

But she was gone. Along with the shadow.

Chase sat up and opened his eyes, gasping for breath and reaching out in front of him. Reaching for

Sabrina.

The bed shook and someone touched his arm. “Chase? What happened?” Ethan.

Chase ran his hands over his face and hair. “I saw her. I saw Sabrina.”

“You dreamed of her?”

“I . . .” Chase shook his head. “I don’t know. It was so real.” He threw aside the covers and stood

next to the bed, staring out into the darkness and rubbing his chest where his heart felt like it was on

fire. He took a few steps forward.

“Where are you going?”

Chase stopped and stared at the stained-glass patio door glowing with moonlight. “I don’t know.”

He turned to the shadow that was Ethan. “I miss her so much. I hate sitting around and waiting for

things to happen.”

“I know.”

Chase could hear the pain in Ethan’s voice and he sighed. “I’m sorry, Ethan. I know you love her

as much as I do.”

“I love you both.”

Ethan’s low voice cracked and Chase swallowed hard. Thinking back over the week, he realized

that he’d been pushing Ethan away. They both knew there was nothing Ethan could do to help with the

Gathering, but it was no excuse. Ethan’s upbeat, supportive presence had always been a balm in the

past. “I’m sorry, Ethan. I shouldn’t have pushed you away these last few days.”

“Days?”

Chase closed his eyes in pain. “Weeks. It’s just—”

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