Page 210 of The Cruelest Undead

“For this particular spell, I need his blood.”

Well, then, she would have it.

Moving toward him, the young man started freaking out, and no one blamed him.

Only, he was out of time.

Death waved his hand, freezing him in that spot so that they could tap him.

“Go ahead. Take what you need.”

Kiera pulled a blade from her pocket, and cut his wrist to access his blood. It dripped into a silver bowl that Vanth had gotten for her with the other things.

When she was done, she glanced over.

“You can stop the bleeding now.”

Death didn’t even try.

Instead, he made him disappear, and they all knew where he went.

Mambo protested.

“Couldn’t you let him live?” she asked. “He was just a young man. His life…”

Death turned, and the room got cold.

ICY.

“Would you like to know why I can’t just change the rules and do what I want?” he asked.

Mambo took a step back.

Jolie moved to stand between them, and she wrapped her arms around Death’s waist.

“He has his reasons, Mambo. Don’t go there,” she warmed.

His eyes went back to green, and he kissed his mate on the top of her head.

All he could hope was that if this went bad, she’d forgive him.

“Get to work,” Rinnon said, as Kiera did just that. As he moved closer to his mates, he could tell Jolie was drained.

He needed to feed his child.

My love, you are hungry.

I am, Rinnon.

Going into his body, he shoved energy into his child, making sure she knew he loved her.

My little Lilith, I can hear you making little sounds as you learn to call to me. I love you, and I can’t wait to hold you. Daddy’s never going to not love you.

Jolie just listened.

She knew that Rinnon was picking up traits from Flynn, and she also knew that the man was helping keep Rinnon from making the same mistakes.

I love her already.

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