Book Eight: Chapter 46

“It’s hunting for souls,” Cecilia whispered. “It is why I currently appear as I do. The creature seeks out souls, and this place is trying to bow to its rules. As such, my soul has risen to the surface, Yet while my job is to guide them to the afterlife, this wretched thing only knows hunger.”

“So you want to lure the entity out?”

“No,” she replied with a grin. “I want you to kiss me, chuisle mo chroí. If that happens to lure the enemy out, then so be it.”

Her eyes sparkled in the light of the false world and he couldn’t help but smile. “This feels naughty,” he admitted as he lowered his lips to hers. “You’re going to get us in trouble with Sofia.”

“I won’t tell if you don’t.” She arched her back, her lips grazing against his. Though her form was currently human, a spark jumped between them. “Now kiss me under this beautiful blue sky.”

Their lips locked, her tongue eagerly exploring his mouth. The wild magic of the Fae shifted against his own and drove