âDid he give you the chant?â Killian asks, stopping in the middle of forest. Itâs the same place Iâd fallen when I came to Vakeeli. The path looks different this time of day. Light filters through the leaves, not as yellow as the sunlight, but more like a brighter moonlight.
âYes.â I pull it out of my bra and unfold the paper.
âRight. Go on then.â Killian takes a few steps back, folding his arms.
I look Killian up and down, and ask, âIs there a reason you donât like me?â
He frowns then blows a breath, clearly annoyed. âItâs not that I donât like you. Youâre just a distraction we canât have.â
âExcuse me?â
âTo Caz, having you here is a distraction.â
âHow?â
âBecause all he sees is you. Heâs blind to everything else.â
âThatâs not true.â
Killian raises a brow, pressing his lips.
âHeâs sending me away. Thatâs not true,â I tell him.
He sighs. âJust read your chant and go.â
âDo you know that weâre Tethered?â I ask.
âIâm aware,â he replies dully.
âSo, then you know that when I leave, heâll probably be in pain.â
âHeâll get through it, just like he does everything else.â Killian shifts on his feet. âPain is what keeps Caz going. Without it, he wouldnât be Caz.â
âThatâs an awful way to live.â
âItâs the life he was destined.â Killianâs eyes flicker to the paper in my hand. âRead the chant.â
I drop my eyes to the paper. Wow. Just four little lines and Iâll be home, back to reality. Itâs what I wanted all this time, so why am I struggling to leave right now?
âIf you stay, youâll become his weakness, Willow, and not having any is what keeps him in control here. Do you really want to become his burden? Because thatâs what youâll be. His burden. Think about that.â Killian has dropped his arms and is rubbing a hand over his head. âI love Caz like heâs my own brother and I always want whatâs best for him, but for the sake of his sanity and his life, you canât be here any longer. He knows this. I know this. Itâs whatâs best, and if you also want the best for him, then go. Heâll be all right.â
His words bring tears to my eyes, hot and thick. Heâs right, I guess. And it seems he and Caz already have it rough. I donât want to make things worse.
I draw in a breath, exhale, and read the chant.
The time has come.
Be removed as one.
Tether and pain.
Break away again.
Thereâs a crackle in the air as purple light surrounds me. I notice Killian backing away as Iâm lifted off the ground, and beside him, Silvera appears, barking as Iâm taken higher into the air.
Itâs just like the first time it happened. Purple everywhere and then complete darkness. Quiet. I close my eyes. Breathe in deep. Exhale. And when I open them, Iâm staring up at the ceiling fan in my bedroom.
I sit up slowly, in the quiet of my apartment. The sun sits on the horizon, rays sweeping across the room. Itâs so quiet.
The purple light above me fades, and I glance at my nightstand, at my phone perched on a stack of books where I last left it.
I pick it up, but the battery is dead, so I plug it into the charger, then I look back up, and the purple light is completely gone. An ache clings to my chest, and the urge to cry is strong, but I keep the tears at bay because this is it.
Iâm home, and I wonât ever see Caspian Harlow again.