Talon stands by the window, frozen. His eyes are wide, mouth parted, every trace of color gone from his face. It’shispulse that spikes.
“Rhea?” he breathes.
And just like that, the world stops turning.
Rhea.
The last person Talon lost—
and the last person I ever thought I’d see.
In Talon’s story, he killed her murderers.
But she’s here. A Grim Reaper.
How is that possible?
I don’t know.
But whatever help she came for, it’s too late.
I have nothing left to give.