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Authors: P. C. Cast

Hunted (44 page)

The instant he disappeared from view, I felt a familiar burning spread across my chest, and I knew next time I looked at myself in the mirror, I would see another Mark of my Goddess's favor, though this one would be mixed with scars and deep, heartbreaking pain.

 

 

AFTERWARD

 

 

None of us said anything for what seemed like a long time. Then, moving automatically, I thanked the elements, closing our circle. Numbly, I helped Grandma back to her wheelchair. Sister Mary Angela began mothering everyone, clucking about how wet and cold and tired we all must be, and herding everyone toward the abbey, where she promised hot chocolate and dry clothes awaited us.

“The horses,” I said.

“Already cared for.” Sister Mary Angela nodded toward two nuns I recognized from my volunteer work at Street Cats as Sister Bianca and Sister Fatima, who were leading the three horses to a little side building that was now a greenhouse but had a heavy stone foundation that made it look like it could once have been a stable.

I nodded, feeling utterly exhausted, and called to Darius. Then, followed closely by him, Erik, and Heath, I walked out to Stark's still body.

He had crumpled to the ground beside the Hummer and was clearly illuminated by the big vehicle's lights. The shirt had been burned away from his chest, and there was the bloody brand of a broken arrow over his heart. The wound looked terrible. Not only was it raw and bleeding, it was also bruised, like a hot iron had been punched into him. I steeled myself. I'd seen him die once, I could bear witness to his second death. Drawing a deep breath, I knelt beside him and took his hand. I'd been right. He wasn't breathing. But
as soon as I touched him, he drew a deep breath, coughed, and opened his eyes as he grimaced with pain.

“Hey,” I said softly, smiling through my tears and silently thanking Nyx for this miracle. “Are you really okay?”

He looked down at his chest. “Weird burn, but besides feeling like I've been run over by five elements, I think I'm fine.”

“You scared me,” I said.

“I scared myself,” he said.

“Warrior, when you pledge yourself to the service of a High Priestess, the goal is not to frighten her
to
death but to protect your lady
from
death,” Darius said as he offered Stark his hand.

Stark took it, and stood, slowly and painfully. “Well,” he said with that cocky smile I loved so much, “serving this lady might be cause for a whole new book of rules to be written.”

“You're telling us?” Erik said.

“Yeah, not something we don't already know,” Heath said.

“Well, hell,” I said, shaking my head at all of my boys.

”Zoeybird! Look up!” my grandma called to me. I glanced up and drew a deep, wondering breath.

The clouds had completely dissipated, leaving the sky clear to expose a brilliant crescent moon that shone so bright it burned away any lingering confusion and sadness Kalona had planted in my heart.

Sister Mary Angela joined me. She, too, was gazing up, but her face was turned to the statue of Mary, on which the moon had cast a single, beautiful beam of light.

“It isn't finished with him or with her yet, you know,” she said softly, for my ears alone.

“I know,” I said. “But whatever happens, my Goddess will be with me.”

“As will your friends, child. As will your friends.”

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