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Although he doesn’t seem to move, I feel him—or his soul—brush against me. “But that’s not all I saw. It seems like you love Romeo as much as he loves you.”

My eyes snap open. “What?”

He’s so faded now that I barely see him. Just an outline of his body. “You heard me. But I’d let him work for it first, before you let on how you feel.” There’s laughter in his fading voice. “Romeo deserves to suffer a little for all these gray hairs he left me with.”

When he’s gone, my gaze turns to the place where the white asphodel once grew. They’re still gone, but that’s a good thing.

It means that part of the forest is no longer a dead place where souls remain trapped. They died there, but they’ve moved on to a better place.

My eyes flutter open, and I’m once again on the ground with Keane’s arms around me and mine around him. “Keane?”

“Briar?”

“What happens now?” I ask.

“I don’t know about you,” Bodie responds. “But I’m starving. How about we grab dinner?”

“Cake,” I murmur. “Not dinner, but cake. That’s what I want.”

EPILOGUE

BRIAR

ONE MONTH LATER

Ihave a wrench in one hand, car oil fumes filling my nose, and a frown on my face as I try to work out the cause of Terry Small’s car problems when a hand grips my ankle and yanks me out.

My creeper, which I use to slide under vehicles, makes me fly out with a yelp, but I don’t go far.

I’m up and pressed against the front of Terry’s Ford, with Keane Destin leaning his hips against mine. “Have a chance to look at my truck yet?”

My eyes narrow. “No, and I won’t if you keep pulling me out from under cars like that.”

Grinning, he lowers his lips to mine. “That didn’t stop you from kissing me last time.”

I poke him in the gut with the wrench. “Youkissedme. Now let go. I’m busy.”

“So am I,” he admits as he tries for another kiss. “But you come first.”

Snorting, I dodge his next attempt. “No, what you’re doing is avoiding the guy who keeps trying to kill you.”

Keane shoots me an exasperated look. “He’s persistent.”

Setting aside the wrench on the car hood, I loop my arms around his shoulders. “Rhys thinks you could have saved his pack—and his brother—so you need to make amends.”

“I’ve said he could stay and join my pack, and I told him why I needed to stay instead of going to help Paul in Texas.”

“Have you tried talking to him?” I ask.

“That’s hard to do when he keeps trying to kill me every time I turn my back. I think even Bodie is getting tired of stepping between us. He said if he’d known being the beta would be this exhausting, he wouldn’t have been so eager to say yes.” He sighs.

I take one look at the heavy frown creasing his brow and tug him toward me, drawing him into a hug that he instantly returns.

It’s hard to believe that a little over a month ago, there was a wolf pack and two witch covens in Madden Grove. Now there are a handful of witches who were lucky enough to escape Aunt Mel’s explosions by the sheer chance that they’d missed the coven meetings, and there are even fewer wolves.

Liam survived Aunt Mel tossing him against a tree, but after everything he lost, he had no desire to stay in Madden Grove and told Keane if he wanted the job, it was his.

Sera said that she saw him leaving with Rose Calla, so whatever was going on between them, no one knows. Bodie thought they were just hooking up, but if that was the case, Liam wouldn’t have taken her with him when he left town. Wherever they are, I hope they’re happy.

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