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“Stop. Think about which side you’re on.”

Chelsey’s hand reached over. “It’s the curse,” she whispered. “He wanted to make sure no one stopped him.”

I nodded, remembering her warning. Curses like this grew and made it almost impossible to break.

I pulled the gem free and pulled it closer to the body. I placed it into the body and nodded at Chelsey. She grabbed my hand and took a deep breath.

We put our magic together and forced it down into the body. I watched as it wrapped around the bones, encircling the gem. And the magic turned into fire.

It started to burn, and the sound of screaming filled the air. The ground started to shake, and a large wave hit us. Both Chelsey and I were thrown, and I landed hard on my back.

I stared at the sky for a split second and could feel like my world was tilting. I slowly turned, my ears ringing violently. I spotted Asher and Westley. Westley was trying to help Chelsey up, and Asher was shaking me.

“Hazel?”

I blinked and looked over at the body. You could see the flames still burning. And then I felt it. The shift.

That feeling that was basking over the land was gone. I almost smiled. We did it.

“We need to go.” Asher tugged at me, pulling me to my feet. “Now.”

Chapter 26 - Asher

I felt someone pulling closer to me and peeled my eyes open. Hazel was curled up in my arms. Her hair was thrown over her shoulder, and her back was pressed against me. I smiled, tugging her closer. I still couldn’t believe this was our life a few months later.

After taking down the energy source for the hybrids, we ran. We made it back to the pack and waited patiently for the others to return. They arrived. Everyone was alive. There were injuries, but no one was dead.

The hybrids lost their ability to shift, which made it easy for us to hunt them down. Without being able to move, they didn’t have much strength against us.

“Is it morning already?” Hazel asked. She rolled over and pressed her face into my chest. “Don’t make me get up.”

I chuckled, rubbing my hand over her back. “I would love to say we can stay in bed all day today, but we do have Westley’s birthday, so….we should probably get up.”

She grunted, slowly popping her head up. “I suppose that is a good enough reason to leave the bed.”

I looked past her toward all the clothes that lay on the floor. “Are you going to by chance hang up your clothes? Or do I have to keep stepping over them?”

She scrunched up her nose. “You’re the one who made us move into the bedroom with the smaller closet. It’s not my fault you don’t have space for all my stuff.”

I hooked her chin. “Sounds like we should remodel and make you a bigger closet.”

“Or we could just move our bedroom upstairs. It has a huge walk-in closet.”

I shook my head. “But my king-size bed won’t fit in there. Which would you have, space in a bed or a bigger closet?”

She pouted, batting her eyelashes at me. “Why can’t I have both?”

“Tusha.” I kissed her softly. “But you still need to get your clothes off the floor. I’ll give up space in the closet for you until we decide what to do.”

I slid out of the bed and slipped out of the bedroom. I started a pot of coffee as I scanned through the fridge for breakfast. Hazel came down the hallway and propped herself on a chair at the island.

“Speaking of remodeling, or just talking about change in general, what exactly do you want out of this house?”

I raised an eyebrow at her. “What do you mean?”

“It is small. Do you want to stay here? I mean, if you want, we can always look for something fancy. You bought this little, rundown house for me, didn’t you?”

I smirked. “I bought this house because the bones were good. It’s small, but it’s a huge lot, which means you can add onto it. I didn’t buy anything fancy on purpose because I like to put my own touches onto houses.”