"But what about the Archangel?" I cut in. "They brought him in to help."Zack raises a brow. "He is the most powerful Warrior Angel. Of course they would want him to step in and help.""Not that kind of help," Dominic says. "He gifted me with the power of dream-walking."Zack's expression clears. "So you can go with Kate," he smiles, eyes widening. "That's brilliant!" "It must be what the Archangel was talking about," I say quietly and look up. Dominic nods in agreement."Come again?" Zack asks, tilting his head."The Archangel," I say, looking up at my brother. "He said it would take all of us to fight Deumus.""It will," Zack says, like it's obvious.I let out a long breath, letting it sink in. "But we'll have to do it in our dreams.""Dear God, you're right," Zack says, a hint of shock washing over his expression. "Which means, no one else can help. Not me, the other Warriors, not even the Fighters this time."Zack's realization hits me hard in the gut. I haven't gotten t

He glares down at me, running a hand through his hair. I watch his internal struggle whether to go through with it. He's not used to giving me anything but honor and respect, but he needs to know how I feel without a shadow of a doubt. I won't be satisfied until he does. So, I take his hand and place his palm on the side of my face."Go ahead," I try to smile. "Do it for me."Dominic lets out a sigh, nodding slightly and leans in. His eyes lock on mine, and I'm instantly captivated, watching him quickly scan from my left eye to my right. A peculiar sensation of heat runs up my neck, then my cheeks as they flush hotly against the corridor's cool air. I'm lost in his gaze, unable to move. It's clear he's made it in, his concentration palpable. But this is different-he's deeper in my mind than he's ever been. Several seconds go by, and he suddenly looks away, unlocking our connection. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as he whispers something in Latin, I think. "Holy...yo

There are three knocks on the door before it slowly opens. "Come in," I say, smiling as Dominic and I stand together next to the table. Skylar spots us and grins. "Hey Kate," he says, bowing his head slightly then looks to my right. "Dominic," he acknowledges, his hand goes out and they shake. "Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.""Of course," I answer. "I have to apologize for...""Please," his hand goes up. "I should be the one apologizing.""Why," I say, confused."First of all, I kind of sprang everything on you guys at once. I should have spoken to you two in private first."I let out a sigh, shaking my head. "Skylar, you and Rachel have been together for a long time. We expected you to marry sooner or later." "Oh," he says. "So you're not upset about it?""Certainly not," I assure him. "In fact, we're extremely happy for you both.""Then why did you...?""I wasn't myself last night," I interrupt. "I didn't feel well," I lie, keeping my eyes on his. "I'm sorry

Determination or maybe anger grabs hold of me, and I rush at my husband. "You don't know!" I shout, hitting his chest with my palms. "You can't say that!"Dominic stands stoically, my hands giving blow after blow as warm tears stream down my cheeks. I can't bear the thought of losing Rachel, someone so dear, someone who has been in our lives and become such a vital part of our family. "You are right, Love," Dominic whispers, gently taking my wrists as he pulls me close with the other. "We will keep looking."I close my eyes, relieved and breathless, heart pounding in my ears as he gently strokes my hair. "I'll go to Skylar," Zack says, looking up at Dominic, "Have him show me where he's already looked." His tone is soft, and his words meant for me.Dominic nods, his chest rocking slightly, and I pull back. "Do you really think...?" I pause, hardly able to say the words. "Rachel is gone?" I ask, looking up as Dominic's jaw tightens.His hands go to my shoulders, forehead creas

Waves of unsettling grief follow us like a heavy, black cloud as we return to our quarters. The uncertainty of Rachel's condition and the heartache Skylar must be going through weighs on my heart. He, of all people, deserves happiness. And now, what to do about Deumus? Who will she go after next?Dominic pulls out a chair and I take a seat, my mind spinning like a hamster's wheel, moving in circles and going nowhere fast. I catch Dominic's eyes watching me. I know what he's thinking, even without his silent words."I'm okay," I say, giving him a slight grin.He tilts his head. "Take it easy, Kate, remember what the doctor said. The less stress on you and the baby, the better."I give him a nod, placing a hand over my belly. "Don't worry. When I get tired I'll go to bed," I assure him.His lips press together, unconvinced as he takes a seat adjacent to me, a look of concern shadowing his features. Samuel and Laila pull out their usual chairs, puffy eyed from tears. Our son, sitting