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“There’s nothing crueler than time,” I murmured. “It stretches when you’re in pain, flies away if you’re happy, and crushes you when you remember all the years that are now gone.”
As the saying goes, sometimes you have to kick the darkness until it bleeds daylight.
“I might not remember my last words, but this whole time, I’ve remembered what I felt when I said them.”
Ian smiled with luxuriant menace. “Because you won’t like what I’ll do. Moreover, from her scent, my wife is already brassed off, and you do not want to meet her when she’s angry.”
“You must have no idea what she is, to anger her on purpose,” Ashael stated. “I know exactly what she is,” Ian answered, staring into my eyes. “More importantly, I know she’s mine.”
“She’s a real bitch,” I muttered. Ian gave me a wary look. “Who?” “Karma. Has to be a woman. Nothing else is that vicious, patient, or effective.”
“Family,” he said in a conversational tone. “Can’t live with ’em, can’t kill ’em unless you really, really mean it.”
He closed the space I’d put between us. “Not ‘could.’ I didn’t chase you all over God’s green earth before branding myself a married man in front of the whole bloody vampire council because I could have loved you. I did it because my actual last words were ‘should have told you I loved you.’”
“Whether you’re Veritas the Law Guardian, Ariel the vampire-witch, or Death’s scary demigod daughter. Doesn’t matter. In all your forms, in every manifestation of yourself, I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“It should upset you more that I lived in a world that forced me to hide what I was,” I replied. “I was born different, but that doesn’t mean I was born wrong. No one is. What’s wrong are the laws that make people like me hide what we are because others are too bigoted or too afraid to let us live in peace.”
