Page 239 of The Cruelest Undead

“At least I’ll be with her,” he whispered. “Please let me be with her. I love you, Jolie. I’ll see you again,” he said, falling onto his back.

When Death snapped, they all felt the change in the energy, and Alex began getting some color back. He was able to move his arms.

“What’s happening?” he whispered, as he could feel his body.

“You’re saved,” Jacques said.

“Please don’t make me live without her. I promised to marry her, and I didn’t get the time. I didn’t make the time.”

When Jacques snapped again, he glanced over at Flynn.

“I delayed it. You have time to say goodbye.”

Kiera began breathing again, and her skin pinked up. As soon as Alex felt her heartbeat, he glanced down at her.

“Kiera!”

Alex held her against him.

“Baby, open your eyes.”

When she did, they weren’t Kiera’s eyes, but the dark swirls.

Jolie gasped.

“What did you do, Jacques?” she asked.

Kiera stood up, moving away from her mate. When she looked around, she began laughing.

“I am free,” she said, moving toward Death.

“Hardly, Aiobeheann. You’ve been given a different prison.”

Alex stood there.

“She smells different. What have you done?”

Death explained.

“In order to bring her back, I had to do something along the lines of what has happened to Flynn. He’s a vessel. Kiera is now a vessel too.”

Alex stared at her.

“Kiera, come out,” Death said.

When the woman blinked, her eyes were hers, and she smiled.

“Alex?” she asked.

He sniffed the air.

“It’s her.”

She leaped onto her mate, and he spun her around in a circle to celebrate.

“It was the only way. She was already carrying a piece of Aiobeheann, so I just gave her the rest.”

Jolie took Flynn’s hand in hers.

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