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wanted.
    “What are you doing here?” she asked.
    “I would think that would be obvious,” he
said.
    Izzy brushed the hair back from Everly’s
face. Her friend didn’t seem to notice. “I told you, I’m not going
with you.”
    “I’m afraid things have changed,” he
said.
    “Really?” she asked. “You mean in the last
eight hours?”
    Tristan nodded. “Yes.”
    “Listen.” Izzy forced herself to face him.
“I’m sure you mean well in your own weird way.” She had no idea if
that was the truth or not, but Izzy thought it best that he think
so. “But I’d rather be on my own.”
    His cool gaze moved past her to settle on
Everly. “Then why are you here?”
    Izzy thrust her chin out. “My place was
getting crowded. I needed somewhere to stay,” she said pointedly.
“I also came here to warn my friend.”
    A pale brow arched. “About what?” he asked,
all but daring her to admit the truth.
    Izzy snorted. “I would think that would be
obvious,” she said, parroting his words back at him.
    Tristan glared at her then slowly glanced
around the room. His eyes widened when his gaze landed on the
skulls. He struggled to his feet and walked over to examine them
closer. Tristan lingered over the one that looked real near the
altar.
    “Where did she get this?” he asked, his voice
low and menacing.
    “No idea,” Izzy said. “You’ll have to ask her
when she wakes up.”
    He continued to explore the items in the
room. “What is all this?”
    Izzy shrugged. “It’s Everly’s collection . She likes dark things.”
    He studied her friend with new intensity.
    Izzy didn’t like how Tristan looked at her.
“She’s defenseless,” she snapped, moving her body in front of her
friend.
    Tristan balked. “You both are,” he said. “You
just don’t realize it yet.”
    Everly groaned, and her eyelashes fluttered.
Then she suddenly bolted upright and started to speak.
    Darkness comes on silent feet. Only the
light can open the door.
    “What is she talking about?” Tristan asked,
putting down the skull in his hand.
    Izzy shook her head. “I don’t know.” She
waved her fingers in front of Everly’s face, but her friend didn’t
blink. “Whatever it is, it’s part of her vision.”
    Two from different worlds will join as one.
Bodies intertwined.
    Izzy’s eyes widened. She glanced at Tristan
in time to see his lips flatten into a straight line. He looked
about as happy as she felt. Surely, Everly wasn’t talking
about...about...sex. Was she?
    “Visions can mean almost anything,” Izzy
said. “They aren’t necessarily literal.” She wasn’t sure whom she
was trying to convince, Tristan or herself.
    As she stared at him, Tristan’s mercury gaze
shifted to hers. He looked straight into her soul. A shiver spread
through her, and she broke eye contact.
    There was no way she’d sleep with a monster.
Not even a pretty one that resembled a Norse god. Not going to
happen.
    Trust as one you must to break the spell of
darkness. For the door is open and cannot be closed until the
Sighted-One crosses over, and the dead will rise to join her.
    Izzy felt her face pale. That didn’t sound
good. Where was the door that Everly was talking about? Was it
physical or metaphorical? And what would happen once Izzy got to
the other side? It was one thing to see and communicate with
Spirit. Quite another to make the dead rise.
    Everly groaned and dropped back onto the
couch. A moment later, her eyes fluttered opened and awareness
returned.
    “Hey,” Izzy said. “You okay?”
    Tristan stepped back and leaned against the
wall.
    Everly touched her head and winced. “I think
so. How long was I out?”
    “Long enough to scare the crap out of me,”
Izzy said. “I almost called an ambulance.”
    “I’m glad you didn’t,” Everly said. “They
would’ve locked me up in a padded room. Help me sit up.”
    Izzy grabbed her hand and helped her swing
her legs over the edge of the couch.
    The second Everly caught sight