Page 146 of Mortis

My demon. My eternal husband. My ridiculous Croc-wearing, Frappuccino-loving pain in the arse.

I squeezed his hand. “Time to go home, I think.”

Kael looked down at me and nodded in agreement. He released my hand only to drape his arm across my shoulders and pull me against his side. I went willingly, curling into the familiar warmth of his body as we started back through the trees.

For so long, Kael had followed orders. His summoner’s, the cult’s, Mammon’s. He’d been dragged along a path someone else had chosen for him, but not anymore.

“Follow my lead?” I asked.

Kael hummed happily and I glanced up at him. His expression softened, and something warm settled behind his eyes.

“Didn’t you know, Teddy?”

He squeezed my shoulder, and we carried on walking towards Blackthorn. Towards the strange eternal life awaiting us.

Kael bent to press a kiss to the top of my head.

“I’d follow you anywhere.”

THE END