The Lore of the Evermen (Evermen Saga, #4)

by James Maxwell

“Ella, don’t talk; just listen. I know the life you’ve had,” Killian said. “I’ve had the same life. We can’t always have the best childhood, but when we grow up, we’re given a chance. We can start all over again. We get to form our own family, and this time we can get it right.” Ella felt tears form in her eyes, and she sought escape. She looked back at the house and then at Killian again. His blue eyes burned with feeling. Killian stepped forward and reached out to touch Ella’s lock of red hair. “We have to take a chance. You and I were meant to be together. Do you know another word for chance? Fate.” “How do you know?” Ella whispered. “Know? I don’t know it, I feel it.” “I can’t. I’ve lost—” “I know,” Killian said. He held out his hand. “You don’t have to be alone anymore.” Ella looked into Killian’s eyes, and suddenly all thoughts of Evrin’s sanctum left her. “Come with me,” Killian said, still holding out his hand. “Please.” Ella made her choice. She stepped close to him, and she felt his larger hand enfold hers. She followed Killian through the gate, and it shut behind them with a soft click.