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was about to lose control.
    It was obviously a look Glade had seen before as
well. His eyes widened and suddenly, he wasn’t the cocky immortal
he’d been portraying all this time. He wiped at the blood running
down his neck.
    As abruptly as it had started, the snow, wind, and
rain stopped.
    “Max.” Glade took a step back. “It’s been fun,
really, but you need to calm down. This wasn’t my idea, little
brother.”
    Silver swirls of power slithered around Max. The
ground started to tremble, the air began to move. A flash so bright
I had to close my eyes appeared from above. The sound that followed
it was a low hum that quickly turned into an octave so high and
loud I covered my ears, tucking my head into my arms to try and
muffle it.
    The ground heaved and just as soon as it had started,
it was over. I peered out from under my arms and was shocked. The
Yellow Eyes that had been alive were now laying still, not one of
them breathing. I gazed over to where Max had been and swore.
    “Holy fuck, Maxy.” I tried to stand but stumbled.
    “Gabby!” Lane was running toward me and was soon
kneeling at my side. “Grant, Jason! Go check on Max!”
    The pair ran to where their friend was now laying on
the ground, his chest moving up and down the only indication he was
alive.
    “Where’s Glade?” I had to clear my throat and ask the
question again.
    “He’s gone.” Lane helped me to my feet. “I didn’t see
much of it, but it looked like he exploded then vanished.” He
smirked. “Yeah, I know how that sounds.”
    “Dude! Whatever Maxy did to Glade, it left a crater
back there!” Grant had a hold of Max’s feet as he and Jason carried
him toward the house.
    I leaned against Lane. “Remember what he said about
the dinosaurs?”
    Lane grinned. “Yeah.” He led me to the house. “Let’s
get you cleaned up.”
    I kissed him softly. “I think this is over.”
    “God I hope so.”
    Brat barked and followed us into the house.

Epilogue

    I take a sip of my warm beer. It’s been four days
since our big battle with Glade and so far no more Yellow Eyes have
shown up. Max’s fever is finally down and I’m thinking it will be
safe to move him if he doesn’t wake up in the next day or two.
    I lean my head against Lane’s shoulder. “How’s your
leg? I saw it was bleeding again.”
    He shrugs. “How’s your arm? You’re not getting an
infection, are you?”
    I shake my head.
    One second, I’m looking at Bella eating grass ten
feet from the porch, and the next, I’m staring into swirling yellow
and silver eyes.
    “Jesus fuck!” I scramble backwards onto the deck and
when I’m standing, I make one of those useless mental notes that I
managed to avoid spilling my beer. It finally clues in that Mother
Nature herself is standing in front of me and I can’t help but
gawk. She’s beautiful; milk chocolate skin, long black hair, and
eyes that never stop swirling silver and yellow. She’s
hypnotizing.
    Terra looks at me with unveiled contempt. It’s
obvious that she’ll never share her son’s love for the humans.
    “I’m here to see my son.”
    “Good for you.” I cross my arms across my chest even
though it hurts like a bitch. “He’s sleeping.”
    She glares at me and it crosses my mind that she
could probably kill me with a blink of those phenomenal
eyelashes.
    “It’s okay, Gabs.” Max is leaning against the door
frame. He offers me a tired smile which disappears the instant his
eyes meet his mother’s.
    “What do you want?” His silver glare won’t back down
from hers.
    “To talk.” She actually sounds shy.
    “So talk.”
    She shakes her head. “Alone.”
    He glances at me. “Can you give us a minute?”
    I nod and head down the stairs where Lane takes my
hand. “We’ll be around back if you need us.”
    We spend the next ten minutes in silence, looking at
the crater formally known as Glade.
    “I’d like to say I feel sorry that I vaporized him,
but I can’t.” Max comes to stand