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Alone, he realized

Realization knocked him flat on his back In that moment, there was no hint of the demon’s presence No sickness in the pit of his sto all over his skin No terrible whispers in the back of his mind

Buthow could that be? Kane was alive And if he was alive, the deht?

Or, had the Greeks lied to him and his friends the first day of their possession, as he’d hoped? Gideon had once survived several minutes without his demon Of course, the creature had still been tethered to hiht back He’d never actually seen a possessed warrior killed simply because the demon had left his body His friend Baden had died fro and queen of the Titans, had been de, too

What if Disaster was gone? Perone? With Tinker Bell?

Was Disaster the reason she’d screamed?

Or had she somehow killed the creature?

Had Kane finally experienced soood?

He rolled his shoulders, theas if he’d never really used the talk He would ask questions and she would supply answers If she hesitated, he would spank her Yes That’s what he’d do to her, he decided

Part of hiht to experience sexual desire again--not true desire--and yet, when he’d tackled her, her softness beneath hi breaths in his ears, he’d yearned to strip her, to see her, all of her, and take everything she had to give

She ht have let him But just hoould his body, and his mind, have reacted?

Now, the need for her was still there, a thorn in his side He didn’t like it, had to get rid of it

A frowning Williarowled low in his throat "What happened?"

"There was no sign of her," the warrior said "And don’t get your panties in a twist, but, uh, there was evidence of a struggle"

CHAPTER SIX

The Realm of Blood and Shadows

LONG AGO, CAMEO had been cursed to host the demon of Misery and oh, the creature’s presence had never been more apparent than now A deep sense of sorrow pressed heavily against her Despair burned the center of her chest Corrosive whispers drifted through her et better

You’ll never succeed at anything Might as well give up now

She hated the de He was the essence of evil, darkness without any hint of light, yet she couldn’t survive without him Problem was, she knew she couldn’t survive with hi, that’s what Always nothing Forever nothing

And so, for the rest of her existence, tears would always burn at the backs of her eyes If ever she laughed, she wouldn’t remember it Her friends claimed she had, upon occasion, sle instance--and never would

But Yes, but While she couldn’t make her life better, she could o, she’d visited hih he’d tried to mask it He probably would have succeeded with anyone but Cahted her dehter Finally free Then, she had felt a thousand tied with Kane’s

Kane hadn’t seemed to notice Distracted, he had played with the ends of her hair, the dark strands pretty against the bronze of his skin "Silver Eyes," he’d said, using his favorite nickname for her "I missed you more than I can say"

Lovely words True words They always missed each other when they were parted But then he’d stood, not giving her a chance to reply, and padded to the bathroo himself inside He hadn’t looked back

He always looked back when he walked away from her

He alinked at her