point, he needed to know if this was something that could be used down the road. Would Amell be willing to earn Zora’s forgiveness by helping them? Finley was certain he cared for Zora.
“I don’t trust anyone fully,” Zora replied, stepping away from Carrick. “Twenty-eight years of abuse and fending for myself made me only have faith in myself.”
Carrick’s voice was soft with empathy. “Understandable.”
Zora nodded, tipping her head. “Thank you for the dance. I know you were saving me from your brother, but truly… I can handle him.”
Carrick grinned at Zora. He appreciated moments like this, and he knew she might have a chance in acclimating to this world after all.
Zora moved away from Carrick. Before he could even turn around, there was Finley. With a smile, he pulled her into his arms and they moved like magic. She may not have it in her to do a good Macarena, but she was all grace and elegance within his embrace.
“Titus tell you about his idea to go to Semper Terra tomorrow?” Carrick inquired.
Finley tipped her head back. “It’s a great idea. I’ll talk to Zora about it after the wedding festivities.”
For several beats of the song—Come Away with Me by Norah Jones—they danced closely and in silence. Finley put her cheek to his chest, and he could feel the pulse of his heartbeat against her.
“I think we should get married after the ritual,” Carrick said out of the blue. To give Finley credit, she didn’t so much as twitch at the proclamation.
While he couldn’t see her face with his chin currently resting on the top of her head, he could hear the lazy smile in her voice. “That would be lovely. Maybe an elopement to somewhere tropical,” she suggested.
“I can totally arrange that,” Carrick replied. “And we can get married on a beach—you in a very miniscule bikini, of course—and we’ll spend days upon days making love afterward.”
Finley sighed dreamily against him. “That sounds amazing.”
Neither one mentioned what a long shot this was because she would most likely die in the prophecy. But there would be another time for them to get married, and it would definitely be on a tropical beach because it would make her deliriously happy.
Except Carrick didn’t feel that way just now. His heart was heavy knowing that his current time with Finley was ticking away, and he was not ready to lose her yet.
CHAPTER 12
Finley
There’s so much bad in my world these days that I feel almost guilty for being practically giddy with excitement that I’m going to Semper Terra.
That magical place Titus first told me about months ago.
Semper Terra.
Forever Land.
The Peter-Pan-esque realm where mermaids swim in the crystal blue bays, people are imbued with magic so they can fly, and no one ever ages as long as they live there.
Oh, and of course, it’s where they train annihilators who will then go out into the Earth realm and destroy evil beings to help keep the human population safe.
Titus had told me once I’d be a good annihilator. Before I knew my destiny was so entwined with Carrick’s, I thought that might be a good life for me after this whole prophecy business played out.
But if I have a life with Carrick, it will never be on Semper Terra and so that career path is not an option.
After the wedding celebration, Rainey and Myles were sent off on one of Carrick’s private jets to Fiji for a well-deserved honeymoon, all at his expense, which makes me love him even more. Carrick, Titus, and I talked to Zora about going to Semper Terra to see if we could tap her powers.
I thought she might be reticent as she’s still so very closed off about many things, but to my surprise, she thought it was a good idea. I think she is understanding the meaning of freedom now that she’s not in the Underworld and she can truly do whatever she wants.
That she can be taught to celebrate her powers and tap their full potential.
Only Carrick will be accompanying us. Maddox is going to stay behind with Boral and Zaid, their main job to try to ferret out any information on Kymaris and where the Blood Stone is being kept, as well as more clues about where the ritual will take place. Right now, we’re flying blind and all the training and practice in Semper Terra won’t mean anything if we can’t intercept Kymaris and stop her from completing the ritual.
“Everyone ready?” Titus asks as he