Page 247 of The Cruelest Undead

Jacques nodded.

“I will.”

They each took his hand.

“Please can we be together?”

Jacques nodded.

“You may. What wouldn’t I do for Flynn?” he asked, and with that, they both disappeared.

They were gone.

Deep in his mind, he heard the wail of grief, as they disappeared, and he knew Flynn was hurting.

Flynn…

I can’t right now. I can’t bear it.

And the door was slammed shut between their minds, and Death knew he’d not get past Rinnon’s wall.

When he heard the noise, Jacques began heading toward the doorway. When he got there, Jolie was banging on the door.

She couldn’t get in.

“He locked it. Aren’t I supposed to be able to access the lair?” she asked.

Yeah, well, not when Rinnon was protecting his vessel.

“He doesn’t want us there right now, and Rinnon is likely taking care of our mate by keeping the lair locked down for Flynn.”

Mate, do you need us?

There was no reply. Only, Jacques could feel his deep, dark grief.

Can you unlock the door?

Again, nothing.

Flynn, I’m worried about you.

Finally, he opted to speak.

Please leave me alone for a bit. I’ll be okay. I just need to regroup and work through this.

I understand. I’ll take Jolie with me to my realm. She’ll be safe there. Then, we need to head to that location.It’s only a matter of time before Mathew figures out where that relic is, and gets it.

I need time.

Jacques understood.

He focused on his mate to share what they needed to do next.

“Let’s go to my dimension. Flynn has asked for some time. We’ll regroup later.”

She needed to know.

“Is he going to be okay?”

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