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leannan ." He
used an old Irish word for love. "After all, he let you go this
time."
    He let me go. He let me go because he didn't feel
worthy.
    "Fine. But, you cannot come all the way."
    "Vampires aren't allowed?"
    She shook her head, wrapping her arms around
herself.
    "Nye left his car here, so we can go whenever
you want. Just say the word."
    "I suppose now is a good a time as any."
    "Well, I'll get our things and check us
out."
    Nodding, she turned back to the window once more,
gazing at the bleak weather outside. What would be waiting for her when she
finally set foot in the field of white flowers again? The white flowers that
were the only thing that could kill her forever. Luckily for her, they only
grew in her forest and she was the only one left alive who knew where it was. A
witch could enter with the right intent, but if no one knew it was there…Aya
now had the freedom to choose her own death and for the first time in her life,
she didn't want it any time soon.
    Finally, she looked away and began gathering her
few items of clothing, stuffing them in the small bag Tristan had given
her. The room had been trashed when the Coven kidnapped her comatose body,
which was another story entirely. Tristan had done most of the damage trying to
stop them, but what was a few pieces of furniture when insane witches were on
the loose? He'd obviously kept himself busy the last day cleaning up the mess.
She looked around the hotel room one last time and with a sigh, she opened the
door and left it all behind. That chapter was over and another one was
beginning.
    She waited downstairs as Tristan checked them out
and spoke to the valet. She had no patience for those human nuances. Humans had
grown more and more suspicious of one another and the hoops they had to jump
through to do anything was baffling. Privacy was a thing of the past.
    "Where are we going to?" Tristan asked as
they waited.
    "Grasmere."
    "Oh, in the Lake District?"
    "Yes, I suppose that's what it's called
now."
    "It's about a five hour drive," the knight
said as they got into the sleek looking car that appeared before them.
"We'll be there just after dark."
    "We have time," Aya replied, fastening
her seatbelt as he pulled out into traffic. "I gather someone will let us
know if we're needed."
    As the city gave way to countryside, she was
content to let it go by in silence until Tristan's cell phone beeped in his
pocket.
    "It's from Zac," he said, peering at the
screen, one eye on the road. Not exactly responsible driving.
    Her heart began to beat double time.
"And?"
    "You didn't stop the spell."
    "And who did it awaken? The witch?"
    "No, it's a hybrid."
    "A hybrid?"
    Tristan looked at his cell like he wasn't believing
Zac's message.
    "What else is there?" she asked.
    "He says it's a Tuatha. That can't be right, can
it? The fae from the old Irish stories?"
    Aya's blood began to run colder than it already
was. She knew the stories, the true ones, and it didn't bode well at all. Aoife
had married Lir for an alliance, a chance at peace, but she'd screwed it up the
moment she plotted against her husband. She'd made a human witch with her own
blood and that had been her first mistake. Taking Lir's children and turning
them into the first vampires in history was her second. Aoife had tried to fix
what she'd done, but now it was coming back to haunt her ancestors.
    An original Tuatha hybrid made by an unstable witch
was bad news. Insanity bred insanity.
    "Yes," she sighed. "The one and the
same."
    "You don't sound so enthusiastic."
    "They're bad news, Tristan," she said,
glancing at him. "Our kinds were at war at one time. They're not the
pretty fairies from your stories."
    "War?"
    "It was only three generations before I was
born. The Tuatha were a race that came, conquered and destroyed.
Everything the Celestines were against. We fought them to the brink of
extinction."
    "That's why there were so few of you left by
the time you were born?"
    "Yes. The whole reason the