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be together, when we both know our time is up. Ren pulls back, and we both quickly use the bathroom before I strip off and pick up the dress on the bed. It’s easier than it looks to put on, and the silky material falls to my knees, and my knee-high boots look pretty cool with it. I’m sure the vampire queen didn’t wear boots with the dress, but this is me. I clip the gold cuffs on my upper arms, linking the gold chain through them and hooking them together. I tightly plait my hair under the crown, letting it fall over my shoulder. Finally, I clip the cloak on and move to the mirror to see myself...and I look far more like a queen than I feel. The dress should be see-through, but somehow it isn’t at all. The shimmering blue material covers me well, and strands of it link around my neck. The thin gold chains are all linked to the belt around my waist that holds the same blue jewels as my crown. The cloak falls from the back of my dress, starting about midway up my back and hanging around my feet like a wave of water.

“I have something else for you,” Ren says, nearly making me jump as I’m so lost in my thoughts. I turn around as Ren opens the top drawer of the chest in our room and pulls out a dagger. He walks to me and hands me the dagger, which I recognise right away.

“The light above made this,” I whisper, taking the dagger into my hands. Ren helps me clip it onto my belt and turns me around as he wraps his large arms around my shoulders.

“And it will kill him when we get a chance. The war starts and ends today,” he murmurs. “There is no one else I want at my side when I take down the light above.”

I wish I could tell him there is no way I will let Ren get close enough to the light above to kill him. The light above wants Ren...too bad he is mine.

And I will kill anyone who gets in the middle of us. Even a fake god.

Chapter 16

How can a sky look so serene and beautiful when it is minutes away from war? The white clouds hover in the bright blue sky, the smell of saltwater fills my senses, and even though the war is coming, this place is stunning. My mates and I stand near the edge of a cliff, looking up at the sky for the first signs of the angels that are no doubt coming for us. Ayda and a few other flying horses stand behind us, ready to take us to the skies when we need it. Myles is going to fight on the ground with the wolves, but his hand is locked in mine for now. Henry is to my left, two long swords on his back and leather covering his chest and arms, with gold chains much like Ren’s strapped across him. Ren is right behind me, his hand wrapped around my waist and my head tucked under his chin. Thallon is next to Myles, and I glance at him, knowing he can fly and he will be okay. He has two blue diamond-tipped metal spears in his hands, and similar clothes to Henry, making it clear who he is fighting for. Somehow all four of us found each other, and this is our family to fight for.

The vampire army waits behind us, including Vesnia and Bryne and many others. To the left is an army of tales that matches ours in size, but the demons on our right are the true army here. They must have at least six times our number, and each of them is dressed in red armour, with red swords, and each looks trained to be deadly. Turns out the queen of hell is going to rule at the end of all this.

The demons will rise in power, and the angels will fall to nothing.

Funny enough, I believe that is the right way. The wolves’ howls fill the silence, and I turn back to see a row of wolves on the hill behind us, hidden in the trees, our secret weapon. If we can get the angels to the tree line, then they lose their flight, and we can fight them on the ground. Which we need to do.

“Are you all ready?” one of the princes of hell