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222 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 25, 2020
Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles!
Loch gently placed a supportive hand on Sloane’s shoulder, his fingers glittering with diamond and emerald rings.
“Put those back,” Sloane grumbled under his breath.
“You’re no fun,” Loch complained.
When his parents had been murdered, he’d only found silence from the other side. He’d even tried praying to the Lucian god out of desperation and pain, only to be met with the same result. For a very long time, he’d considered himself sort of a hopeful atheist.
“Why are you awake? All the gods went to sleep, right? Turned your backs on humanity and then decided to take a fucking nap?”
“Humanity turned their backs on us first,” Loch fired back passionately. “They all groveled to their precious Lord of Light and forgot about us!..”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ve all been asleep for thousands of years, and no one believes you’re real anymore,” Sloane replied flatly as he continued to peck away at his phone.
“Sleeping,” Loch replied gently. “Think of this place… as sort of a waiting area. The gods and all the other souls sleep deeper within the city, in chambers you cannot reach as a mere mortal. At least, not one that’s alive.
“Within the dreaming, the possibilities are endless. We can visit your parents, whatever you’d like. But there is no hurry. We can leave whenever you want. We have all the time in the world.”
“Still your mate, no matter what vessel I’m in,” Loch said firmly. “If Lynnette wants me to return Lochlain’s body, I will. But that doesn’t mean we won’t be together. Perhaps the package will change, but I am yours. Always.”
Loch approached Sloane but didn’t make any move to touch him. He seemed to be waiting for permission, watching Sloane cautiously.
Sloane reached for his hand, his heart stirring at the way Loch’s face lit up from the simple affection.