Chapter 322

"I thought I'd lost you." Rohan brushed my cheek with a faint tremble. "Tell me I'm not imagining this."

I nuzzled into his palm. "Buddy, if you dreamed up our big reunion starring a demon attack, Malik, and me being bred by Satan like a broodmare, we're going to have words."

"I'm sure I can come up with something better than that."

Butterflies swooped in my stomach. "Talk is cheap, Snowflake."

His hands bracketed my face, his heartbeat thrumming through his wrists in a thundering tempo that echoed in my blood. The ache in my chest was a tight pinch; I was so scared I'd wake up and find this was just another illusion I'd conjured to feel safe.

I leaned in toward him - and stumbled forward into empty air as arms that were not mine wrapped around my boyfriend, lifting him off the ground and swinging him around.

"Quit macking on my man," I said.

Drio nuzzled Rohan's cheek, shooing me off. "Vai. You're not needed anymore."

Rohan mugged, one-arm hugging his bestie.