“You can,” I whispered, my voice barely audible now, more spirit than sound.“You have to...for them...for our children.”
I clutched at his hand, my grip weak but determined.“Promise me...promise me Roman and Marcellious will fulfill their destiny.You’ll guide and protect them, even if it kills you.They must finish this.They must end him.”
Tears slipped from his eyes onto my skin, his voice shattering.“I promise...I swear it...I’ll protect them.I’ll protect Reyna, Roman...Marcellious.I won’t let him touch them.”
“Don’t let Salvatore take them too...”I murmured, breath hitching.
My fingers brushed his cheek, my final touch, my final breath.
“You’re the love of my life, Amir...always...”
Amir’s voice broke, raw with pain.He pressed his forehead to mine, his arms trembling around me.“And you’re mine...forever.I love you, Elizabeth...I love you.”
And then everything...
Went dark.
Silence.
Stillness.
Salvatore’s laughter echoed through the air, cold, triumphant, a dagger twisting in the heart of the world.
Amir’s scream tore through the night—a sound of pure anguish, rage, and heartbreak.A sound that fractured the sky...and shattered the soul.
And I was gone.
But the war…
The war had only just begun.
The Journey Continues….
