“I can wipe out everything,” he mused.
“I’d be happy with the demons gone,” Kris said. “I want the castle. It was our father’s.”
“When do I leave?”
“In the morning. Pre-dawn.”
“Alrighty.”
Kris rose but didn’t leave. “Rhyn, if you come back, we can try to find some way for you to live as normal a life as possible,” he said slowly. “I’m converting a room at this Sanctuary into a lab, for when we find Ully.”
“We both know this is a suicide mission.”
Kris was silent for a long moment. Then he said, “I’ll tell Toby to leave you alone so you can get some sleep tonight.”
Rhyn listened to his brother pad away in the soft sand. He’d spent thousands of years in Hell wishing to be dead-dead. Tomorrow, he’d have his chance.
The ocean’s cold breeze swept over him, and his thoughts turned from his dead mate to his best friend, Gabriel, who had tried to kill him then disappeared. He’d lost them both, the only good parts of his life. He’d left Hell only to fuck up his life worse than before.
His eyes closed. He hadn’t been able to sleep in two days but fell fast into a deep, peaceful slumber. Katie awaited him in his dreams, looking as she had the day he lost her. They stood in the spot where he’d fought his friend, Gabriel, and the demon lord, Darkyn. She wore a sweater that made her light eyes glow. Her hair whipped in the wind chilling his body.
When his eldest brother died, he’d felt pain and anger, but he’d never felt the crippling ache he did standing on the rocks near the ocean staring at Katie.
“’Bout time you showed up,” she said, crossing her arms. “I’ve been waiting for you for two nights.”
“Maybe you should’ve told me your plan before drowning yourself,” he snapped.
“Seriously? You’re going to lecture me?Who un-bonded who?”
“I get no rest, even in my sleep.”
“You’re about to get all the rest you want. An eternity full. Are you really going to let your jackass brother send you on a suicide mission?”
“I am,” Rhyn said. “I’m done fucking up my life and everyone else’s.”