With a Vengeance

by Freydís Moon

The version of Kye who’d been determined to die had become a phoenix, burning relentlessly. For the first time in weeks, months, years, they intended to live.

Is this why you chose me? They stepped into his space, tilting their head. I didn’t choose you. I fell in love with you. His voice ignited in their mind, and he took their lips in a firm kiss. You chose me, little beast. Kye trailed their finger along the bumpy spine on the colorful alligator alebrije. “You were a miracle,” they murmured, smiling against his mouth. Eli flashed a wicked, handsome grin. “And you were my revival.”