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unguarded,
with only Theo, T, and Elle! Lash hit the roof when I told him you
might stay here tonight. It was all I could do to make him swear he
wasn’t going to break out of jail to drag you back to Hayden!”
    I didn’t want to hear about Titus or Lash. I
had to be here with the man I called my husband. I’d screwed up
enough this whole year, I was not screwing this up, too. “Terian is
back, and he’s guarding Theoron and me,” I said wearily. “He’s been
staying in the upstairs bed at night, and sleeping days with
Sundown, whenever he’s not out with either of them at meetings. I’m
safe enough. I can teleport if I need to. Danial’s home was the
only one that wasn’t attacked yet, for whatever reason.”
    Devlin didn’t release me. “The roses are
partly from Lash, too. He asked me to tell you he was sorry about
Devon. He said he liked him a lot, that he would’ve taught him too,
like he taught Theoron, when it was time and if he’d wanted to
learn, no matter what Theo said.”
    I felt a fresh stab of pain, because Devon
wasn’t ever going to be learning anything again.
    And I’d never got to hear him call me
“Mommy,” or hear him tell me he loved me. I’d thought my tears were
used up, but I found a fresh untapped reservoir inside. For a
while, I cried, and Devlin held me, Serena hugging me too.
    Finally, I let them both go and dried my
tears. “You should call Titus, have him teleport you both back,” I
managed, my tone bone weary. “I need to get back to Theo.”
    Devlin nodded, and gave me a last chaste kiss
on the cheek. “Call me please,” he instructed, his golden eyes
worried. “Every day you stay here, and every night, Sar. I want to
know you’re safe. You don’t call, and Titus is going to show up
wherever you are, to make sure you’re okay.”
    “Okay,” I agreed, hugging him.
    I walked back to the house after Titus had
come to get them. I could’ve teleported, but I needed the break. I
didn’t know what to feel, what to think, what to care about. I felt
like I’d lost everything that I’d really cared about, so what was
safe for me to love anymore? I’d been bereft when I’d met Danial,
depressed, but I’d had my pets, I’d had my house, and my memories
about Brennan, as well as some good friends, and neighbors.
    What did I have now? I’d lost all my close
human friends, I’d lost my house, I’d lost my child, and I’d lost
Danial to the coma-like sleep he was in. And my parents—my parents
still weren’t talking to me, after hearing what I’d done with Lash.
I still didn’t know if Theo had told them, or they’d somehow
figured it out on their own. Either way, I’d have to call them
now.
    Walking improved my spirits, as my usual
optimism tried to emerge. I had a home here still, if I wanted one.
I had a home at Hayden. I still had Elle, Theoron and Venus. I
still had a lot of non-human friends, and Sundown, who was at least
partly human for now, even if she might not be after she had her
baby. Theo and Dev were healthy, and Danial might still recover.
Lash would be getting out of jail in a month or so, and coming back
to Hayden. He wasn’t dead.
    There was still hope.
    I entered the house and went directly to
Elle’s bedroom to check on her. She was asleep in her clothes, wads
of tissues around her, her face still red from crying. I covered
her up, and threw the tissues away. She didn’t awaken as I kissed
her forehead, and so I left her there undisturbed.
    I called my parents next. My stepfather
picked up, and when he heard what I had to tell him, he made my
mother pick up. When I told them Devon was dead, my mother started
crying, which made me start crying again. I somehow got out that it
had been a natural death, if a child’s death could be called
natural; that no one had hurt him—that he hadn’t suffered. There
was beginning to be some small measure of comfort from that for
me.
    “I’m sorry,” my stepfather said gruffly.
“When is the