A Hard Day's Night Searcher by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Epilogue

TWO MONTHS LATER

Celena stared at Acheron, the Dark-Hunter leader, as he ex-plained that in order

to free Rafael from Artemis's service she would have to kill him.

"You've got to be kidding me." "Do I look like I'm joking?"

She raked her gaze from the top of his long black hair to the tips of his custom-

made Goth biker boots with bat buckles. And at six foot eight there was a lot of

him to rake, too, but every bit of his long, lean frame was deadly sincere, which

made her sick to her stomach.

How could she kill the man she loved? What kind of psycho had instituted that

policy?

Then she looked to Rafael, who was standing behind Acheron, in the hallway.

His handsome face betrayed nothing but trust. His black eyes were kind and gentle,

encouraging, and that made the love she felt for him swell.

"I can't kill him."

Acheron let out a patient breath. "He won't be dead long. You simply stop his

heart from beating, then you hold the stone against his bow and arrow tattoo. His

soul will leave the stone and return to his body."

"You can do it, baby," Rafael said with that decadent accent of his. "You told me

just last night that you wanted to choke the life out of me."

Instead of smiling, she grimaced at him. "That was for hogging the remote, and I

wasn't serious. This is entirely different."

Acheron shrugged. "Fine then, he continues being a Dark-Hunter, and the

Council will reassign you away from him."

Her heart stopped at the mere thought of not seeing him any-more. "You can't let

them do that."

"I control the Dark-Hunters. The Squires are their concern, not mine. I have no

jurisdiction there, which is why Jeff is now cooling his heels in Squire jail for

writing that story. I personally thought it was funny, but the Council doesn't really

have a sense of humor, do they?"

Frustrated, Celena wanted to argue, but she knew better. If she and Rafael were

to ever have a normal life, he would have to be hu-man again.

Right now, the Council knew nothing about their relationship, but sooner or later

they were bound to find out and then there would be hell for her to pay.

Unless she and Rafael were already married. Then there was nothing the Council

could do. There was no law prohibiting her from marrying a human male. It was

the only loophole they could hope for.

"Okay," she said with a determined sigh. "I can do this."

This time it was Acheron who hesitated. "There's one more thing you need to

know."

She gave Acheron a peeved stare. "And that would be?"

"The stone with his soul in it will burn your skin the minute you touch it, and it

won't stop until his soul has returned to his body. If you drop the stone before that

time, he'll be a Shade."

Oh, that was a pleasant thought. In freeing him, she could very well be damning

him to an eternity of hell. Shades couldn't eat, couldn't be seen or heard. It was a

fate far worse than death.

And she could be the one to gift him with that oh, so not pleas-ant existence.

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