Chapter 53

He watched Blaze move, breathe, shiver against the cooler air…as long as it didn’t cost him Blaze. That was the only reparation Arik wasn’t willing to offer.

He sent out a prayer—not up, that ridiculous insistence he’d been force-fed that something existed above them had been vanquished, and replaced with the knowledge of a very tangible, very real presence all around them—and he promised, and he swore, and he begged in silence. Because they did listen, those unnamable thems. Something, somewhere, had brought Arik and Blaze together, and somehow, someway, it had led them to this moment.