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480 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published June 5, 2007
“I have no regrets,” Ames-Beaumont said hoarsely, his gaze on Savi. “I loved you well, my sweet Savitri. Even in death, I will love you.”- Demon Forged, Chapter 18
He expelled a long breath, smiled slightly as if in memory. “I heard them in their room. She said she was a bit tired, and he said that perhaps it was time to see what came next.”
“Savitri,” Colin said softly, and she turned to him. “Perhaps we should see what comes next.”
His eyes widened, and he raised his hands to her face. His fingers trembled as he smoothed his thumbs along her eyebrows, then lowered his hands to cup her jaw. "I think so. Yes. God, if there is any mercy in the world for the cursed, then it will be yes."
She had to rise up on her toes to meet his lips; he dropped one arm to her waist and lifted her against him. Exhausted, but strong enough to hold her. (..)
He broke the kiss gently. Then, wathing her with an expression fo surprise, as if she'd done something beyond his understanding, he set her feet on the floor.
But she couldn't stop falling.
"Michael," Lilith said, and her voice was strained, as if she was trying not to burst into laughter, "I think it's best that you take him now." (..)
Never tearing his astonished gaze from Savi's, Colin nodded his agreement.
He disappeared a moment later. Savi stared at her reflection in the dark glass, then saw Hugh in the background, his face buried in his hands. His shoulders were shaking. Lilith wasn't holding hers in anymore. Even Sir Pup was grinning.
Her cheeks burned, but she forced herself to turn and look at them.
Lilith flashed her teeth in a wicked grin. "I never thought I'd see the day when Colin [..]"
"Or kissing a woman as if his life depended on it." Hugh finally lifted his head, and wiped his eyes.