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turned her head to face the woman with the sharp and striking profile. Her high cheekbones and slightly pointed nose were accented by beautiful, haunted, golden eyes and a full mouth. She could see the pain hidden behind the beauty. She wasn’t sure where Samira would end up after they rescued Makyle, but Izzy suddenly hoped she would be close enough to find comfort in what this castle, and its residents, had to offer… Izzy knew a portion of Samira’s pain was born of loneliness. “What do you mean?”
    “I tried to show him kindness and compassion… he said that was how he knew it was an hallucination—that I would never lay a kind word upon him.”
    Izzy bit her tongue and listened as Samira continued.
    “I hated him for so many years, and still I wish he had given me my freedom. I always believed that even if I ended up in the Underworld, it would have been better than the life he forced upon me. I was wrong. It’s horrible down there. I never would have wished this upon him.”
    “Perspective changes everything. You do seem to be headed for a one-eighty as far as Makyle is concerned.”
    “I think I am more like him than I ever wanted to admit to myself… emotions are scary, and when you’re alone, they make you feel weak. I’ll do anything I can to help.”
    “We’ll get him back, and we’ll figure out what needs to be done to help sever the link. Then maybe you can move on, and the second chance you’ve been given won’t seem like such a burden.”
    Samira smiled softly and nodded.
    Izzy’s phone sang out from her pocket, and she smiled brightly as the lyrics of “My Wish” echoed off the stone walls. “Hold on,” she told Samira as she answered the call. “Hi Papa, what are you doing?”
    “Looking for my girls,” Izzy’s father answered in that gruff voice of his that always made her smile.
    “Well, here I am. What’s up?”
    “I don’t hear your or Marie’s voice quite often enough anymore.”
    “I’m sorry, Papa. Things are busy right now.”
    “Things are always busy since you met Bain.”
    Izzy grinned at the slight irritation in her father’s tone. He liked Bain, but he had trouble letting go of his girls. “Well, if I promise we will do a big get-together as soon as things slow down, would that make it better?”
    “Yes, little Iz. You could call your mother and me a little more often, too.”
    Izzy felt a small wave of shame; things in the Middle World had been so out of control that she really hadn’t had the time to spend with her family back in the Human realm.
    “I’m sorry, Papa. I will call you in a couple days, and we can make a plan, okay?”
    “Okay. I love you, Isabelle.”
    “I love you, too, Papa.”
    Izzy hit end on the call and found that Samira was staring at her. Izzy arched a brow, and Samira smiled.
    “You’re lucky to have such love around you… I never knew my parents—I’ve never been loved for more than my magic, and I am no fool, that was never love.”
    Izzy’s head tilted to the side. “I’m sorry, and I know how lucky I am. Love is an easy emotion to feel, but not always an easy emotion to control. My guess is you haven’t found the right people to care about and to let care about you… I think Makyle cares for you.”
    Samira felt the corners of her mouth tip upwards as she recalled his lips against hers. Why had he kissed her? What the hell had he been thinking?
    Izzy laughed lightly. “Whatever you’re thinking about, it’s the first time I’ve seen you truly smile. Is Makyle the cause of that look on your face?”
    “Perhaps he is,” Samira replied coyly, as she entered Rowan’s study, making a beeline for the books shelved on the back wall.

Chapter Seven
     
    The banshee’s head tilted at an unearthly angle. Makyle let his good eye crack open to watch the creature. A hot breeze blew across his exposed flesh, he fought back a wince of pain as it slid across his marred skin, not wanting to draw attention from the