Lux (The Nocte Trilogy 3)

Black as Dare’s.

Jagged pieces of ice form in my heart and pump through my veins,

Ripping them

Ripping them.

“You,” I breathe. “You’re doing this. Somehow. How are you….”

My voice trails off because the look on Sabine’s face… I’ve seen it before.

“She was yours,” I realize aloud. “Olivia was yours.”

Sabine nods. “She was my daughter. My only child. I trained her, raised her as Roma, taught her the old ways. That girl was everything to me. Everything. And you took her. You and your brother and Adair.”

I don’t know what to say because the realization is overwhelming.

Sabine has been related to Dare all along?

The familiar feeling continues to grow and grow, and spread, and this room.

This room.

It swirls and twirls and it’s familiar. From before, from a time I don’t remember.

“There was fire here,” I say aloud, looking around, trying to retrieve the memories. “In all the corners. And Dare. And your voice.”

We invoke you.

We invoke you.

Restore my daughter, and I offer you

These lives,

Always

Yours.

Allow them to change the patterns,

Change the events.

I invoke you.

I invoke you.

Restore my daughter.

I invoke you.

End the cycle.

Take them as the sacrifice.

Her voice, like always, was a raspy whisper and I remember it now. I remember holding Dare’s hand, but he let go, and he stepped back, and Finn was there with me.

One for one for one.