As Remie and Azriel began fighting, Micah entered the chamber.

  Micah gasped at Phoebe, rocking in the corner. He looked at Lilith and pulled out his dagger.

  “You promised you wouldn’t hurt her.” He growled, lunging for Lilith who pulled out her dagger and began pacing in circles.

  Nobody knew whose side anyone was on, especially when Micah’s Fallen Gemini came in and immediately intervened in the match between Lilith and Micah.

  I ran to Zoe’s side. “What are you waiting for? Get Phoebe out of here.”

  Zoe pursed her lips. “I can’t move her yet. She’s not ready. I need to take care of Azriel first.”

  “Fine.” I got to my feet. Pulling out my dagger, I lunged into combat with Azriel and Remie.

  “I can handle this,” Remie grunted, kicking up at Azriel.

  “Go see to your Gemini, Remie. Leave me to this Fallen,” I argued, dagger ready to thrust. “Besides, I have a score of my own to settle.”

  “Like hell,” Remie said. “He’s mine.”

  “Oh, I’ve had plenty of fun with your angel.” Azriel dodged Remie’s foot, laughing. “I can see why you keep her.”

  Remie growled, shoving me to the side, attacking Azriel with full force.

  A portal opened behind me, and three demons came in, going straight for Zoe and Phoebe.

  Zoe jumped to her feet before I could reach her, quickly disarming two demons as their bodies crumbled to the floor.

  I ran to her side and beat down the third.

  It was total chaos.

  One Fallen, one demon after another rushed in, and one evil immortal at a time, was disarmed and banished to the dark realm.

  The Eternals were wearing down.

  Portals stopped opening, and all that was left were Remie and I fighting Azriel while Micah’s Fallen got between him and Lilith.

  “You know this is only the beginning, right?” Azriel laughed. “After all, we have your secret weapon now. Bravo, Zoe. You never cease to amaze me.”

  “You can’t have her, Azriel.” Zoe growled. “She’s mine.”

  “Too late. The dark has taken her soul. Look at her aura.”

  Zoe rose to her feet, smirking.

  “You never had Phoebe. Or me.” Zoe took the unclaimed Eternal Dagger from Phoebe’s hand and waved it in the air. “I’ve been a step ahead of you from the start. And I always will be.”

  Zoe rushed at Azriel, stabbing him in the chest with the silver dagger, then pulled back and retreated in a full-on sprint across the room, back to Phoebe.

  Azriel howled, barreling for them both.

  Elijah, Remie and I all charged after Azriel, but as each of us got a hold of him, the Fallen somehow managed to break free.

  He was out for blood.

  Just a few feet away, Azriel aimed his dagger at Phoebe’s chest. “You’re mine, bitch.”

  “You can’t have me,” Phoebe cried, tears spilling down her face. “Help me, Chayah.”

  Zoe crouched down in front of Phoebe, bloodstained dagger in her hand, aiming at Phoebe’s chest.

  “I belong to the light now,” Phoebe declared.

  Not a pace before Azriel reached them, Phoebe wrapped her hands around Zoe’s and together, staring into each other’s eyes, tears slipping down both their cheeks, they plunged the Eternal Dagger deep into Phoebe’s chest.

  “Phoebe!” Remie bellowed, leaping forward.

  I grabbed his left arm and Elijah got his right, taking us both to hold him back.

  Azriel stopped mid-step, recalculating his moves.

  Phoebe cried out in agony, for a moment, until her eyelids began to flutter, then close. Her pure white aura faded into the frigid air of the Sixth realm, and her limp form collapsed into Zoe’s arms.

  The room was still.

  Azriel took his cue, jumping a bridge wind out of the Sixth, while the rest of us stood in silence, shocked. No idea what just took place or why.

  Crying, Zoe held Phoebe’s lifeless body protectively in her arms, close to her chest, mumbling under her breath.

  “I’m so sorry, angel. I didn’t have a choice. Please. Forgive me.”

  Phoebe’s human life was no more.

  Zoe Eternalized her.

  Chapter Forty-Seven

  Zoe

  Phoebe was dead.

  I had to Eternalize her.

  I didn’t have a choice.

  It was a plan set in motion hundreds of years before Phoebe was ever born.

  Before her soul chose this duty.

  Before my Tree chose Phoebe’s soul to be its last.

  This moment was bittersweet.

  I could finally take Phoebe home to Aravot. Where she belonged.

  “Remie? Cade?” I peered up at them through blurry eyes. “Help me. We need to take her home before she wakes.” I nodded to them. “Let him go. Come here, Rem. Take your Gemini.”

  Tears streamed down Remie’s red cheeks as he took slow steps toward me.

  “She’s going to be okay. But we need to get her body out of here, so I can match you once she wakes. I don’t want that happening here.”

  “You mean?” Remie wiped the tears from his eyes.

  “Of course. I never would have done this otherwise.”

  Remie came over and bent down, gently taking Phoebe’s lifeless body from my arms.

  I stood and opened up a bridge wind to take us home to Aravot. “Let’s go.”

  Lilith stood in the corner with Lahnie and Micah.

  “Ladies, I’ll be in touch. Micah, please. Come home. We need to talk.”

  He nodded. “Okay.”

  “What’s going on, Zoe?” Cade came beside me, taking my hand.

  “I owe you an explanation, I know. All of you.” I glanced around the room. “And I’ll tell you everything. Let’s just go home, get Phoebe settled in first.”

  Cade squeezed my hand.

  We moved through a bridge wind to the Eternal realm, landing just outside my bedroom door.

  “Bring her to my guest room.” I directed Remie to the spare room adjacent to mine and Cade’s.

  Remie gently set down Phoebe’s body. He crawled in alongside her, settling into a pillow, and ran his hand down her hair, which had begun to lighten even more.

  Gabrielle came in with washcloths and towels so we could clean Phoebe up.

  All the Firstborns filed into the room. They’d apparently learned of our return and wanted answers.

  “Newborns, go with Cade.” I sat on the other side of Phoebe. “I’ll explain soon enough. She’ll be all right.”

  Everyone left except for Gabrielle, Remie, and me.

  Gabrielle and I got right to work, removing Phoebe’s bloodstained clothes, cleaning and treating her wounds, and changing her into a white linen dress.

  “Why isn’t she waking?” Remie glanced up.

  “She will return when her soul is ready, Remliel.” Gabrielle set her hand on his shoulder, easing his tension. “She’s with her Origin. Phoebe needs to make peace with her soul. She will return to you when she has. I swear.”

  “I don’t understand any of this. Why did you do it, Chayah?”

  “Sometimes we need to do things we don’t like. Phoebe was chosen for this, Rem. Not by me. By her Origin. Her soul. It was destined for this duty, just as yours was. It’s her journey. Yours. All of ours. I’ll explain everything soon, but for now, just know it’s all going to be okay. When Phoebe’s ready to return to you, she will. And now, you won’t have to be apart ever again.”

  “She shouldn’t have had to go through this.” His gaze wandered over Phoebe’s body, inspecting the cuts and bruises that covered her.

  “You’re right. She shouldn’t have. Neither should any of us, but it’s who we are. It’s in our blood. We’re Genesis. We fight for the light, and in the end, Phoebe had a choice. She understood if she didn’t Eternalize herself, Azriel would have done it. Then he would have had her, just as he planned. She wasn’t about to let that happen any more than you or I would have.”

  “I get it, but still.”

  I walked around and set my hand on his shoulder.

  “I know that was probably one of the worst things you’ve ever had to watch. And I’m so sorry, but Azriel had to believe Phoebe was dead now that he knew her secret. He had to watch her die. You had to believe it. Everyone had to. Had there been another way, I would have found it, but there wasn’t. Phoebe’s human life had to end like this. She had to die in the dark realm to become who she really is.”

  “I don’t understand.”

  “Phoebe’s an extraordinary soul. Deep down, I think you’ve known it all along. We all have.”

  “So what is she?”

  Cade came into the room, disrupting my train of thought.

  I was never more relieved to see my Gemini.

  It wasn’t right to tell anybody my secret before Cade.

  I took a breath, wrapping my arms around his neck.

  “I’m here, love,” he whispered into my ear, holding me in his arms. “You’re all right.”

  I nodded, trying to settle my heart. He must have felt it racing from the other side of our home. Times like this, I truly appreciated Cade being able to read my emotions.

  “Chayah?” Remie looked up through tears.

  I pulled back, gazing into Cade’s icy blue eyes as a tear slid down my face.

  “Phoebe is the Genesis hybrid.” I inhaled a breath. “And—she’s our daughter.”

  Cade’s eyes grew wide, and his lips parted, but he didn’t say a word.

  “I wanted to tell you, so badly, but I couldn’t. Not until Phoebe was safe.”

  My heart pulsed erratically, waiting for Cade to speak.

  To react.

  With contentment or dejection.

  Even indignation.

  Anything except silence.

  Fear forced heat from my belly to my aching chest. I never wanted to keep this from him, but I didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t know until Phoebe was Eternal.

  “Cade, please. Say something? Anything. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. Please.” I begged, clutching his arms, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Please. Forgive me.”

  Cade blew out a breath, the shock finally fading from his expression as he nudged closer. Setting his hands on my cheeks, he leaned in and dropped a light kiss to my lips.

  “I’m so sorry you had to bear this burden alone,” he whispered. “I wish you could have told me, but I understand why you couldn’t. Of course, I forgive you.”

  I wrapped my arms around him, burying my head into his neck, holding him so tight, I could hardly breathe.

  “You always lead with love. And for that, my love, I will always forgive you.”

  He pulled back and tilted my chin with his fingers, staring into my eyes.

  “You are sacred to me, Chayah.” He ran his thumb along my bottom lip. “Your heart. Your soul. I will never forsake our love.”

  I let out a sigh of relief.

  Closing my eyes, I took slow breaths, relaxing into Cade’s chest, the steady beat of his heart soothing my soul.

  Years of carrying this burden was set free.

  “Just so you know, your solo mission days are gone.” His chest rattled as I rested against it, but I wasn’t going to move. I never felt closer to him in five thousand years. “I’m never leaving your side again.”

  “I won’t let you,” I whispered back. “I’m all in.”

  “You and me, love.” He lifted my chin to gaze into my eyes. “For Eternity.”

  “How’s our girl?” Michael asked, walking into the room, the rest of the Elder Council in tow.

  “Making peace with her Origin,” Gabrielle said.

  “How are you holding up, Cade?” Michael asked.

  Cade nodded. “Tell me about the prophecy. So I can understand how this relates to us. And to Phoebe.” He cleared his throat, staring into my eyes. “Our daughter.”

  My heart warmed at his admission.

  Cade held my hand and walked me over to the bed, gesturing for me to sit next to Phoebe then he kneeled on the floor beside us.

  “It was written in the Genesis of time,” Michael said. “A Trueborn Daughter of the Genesis Origin would either be the end of humanity or a new beginning.” Michael set his hand on Remie’s shoulder. “Until the war is won, there’s no way to know which it shall be. But one thing is certain. The old way of life is no more.”

  Cade inched closer and leaned onto the bed, staring at Phoebe’s still body lying beside me. He pressed his lips tighter, inspecting the cuts that had begun to fade.

  His thoughts were stirring loudly in my head, but I chose to tune them out, allowing him time to process this on his own, without my intrusion.

  He deserved that much—space with his mind to make peace with the realization that he had a daughter he knew nothing about. One he didn’t know, a child he’d seen put through hell the past year, but wasn’t there to protect.

  Cade’s defining virtue was his protective nature for his family. Had he known Phoebe was his child, he would have behaved much differently with her during this incarnation, and I could already tell he had deep regrets. Which was the last thing I wanted for him, but that was a worry for another day.

  For today, his daughter—our daughter—was safe.

  Home, where she belonged.

  And that was all that mattered.

  The rest of the Elders came in, and we quietly stood watch over Phoebe’s still body, waiting for her to return.

  For hours.

  Days, maybe.

  In human terms, it probably was.

  Phoebe was making peace with her Origin. Preparing for her new existence, one that would change everything.

  After what felt like forever, Phoebe finally began to flinch, drawing our attention.

  We all stared in anticipation.

  Watching.

  Waiting.

  Her eyes fluttered open, and she drew in a harsh breath. Her aura came to life, turning from pure white to a light purple. Orchid, maybe? A beautiful mixture of purple and pink, not sure how to describe. It drifted and joined with Remie’s, his own color changing to match his Gemini’s.

  Fireworks rose above their bodies as Phoebe sat up, glancing around the room.

  “Zoe?” Phoebe stared at me, confused.

  “You’re okay, baby girl.” I leaned over, running my hand though her hair, now pure white. “You’re home.”

  Purple wisps circled Phoebe’s once amber irises, filling in the color and replacing it with the same shade of orchid as her aura.

  Our daughter was Eternal now.

  Genesis.

  The Eternal realm’s Angel of Mercy.

  Michael stepped up to Phoebe. He gently lifted her chin with his fingers and narrowed his gaze, staring into her eyes.

  “The war.” Michael took in a slow breath then exhaled. “It has begun.”

  The Eternal Sacrifice Saga

  Coming January, 2017

  GENESIS

  The Conclusion of Zoe and Cade Adam’s Story

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  Since sneak reading her first big girl romance at the age of eleven, Dylan's been addicted to Happily Ever Afters. Playing pretend with swoon-worthy book boyfriends and their strong leading ladies often keeps Dylan sleep deprived, though she seldom complains about dreaming in dialogue.

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  Acknowledgements

  My Firstborn

  Jesse Anthony, you didn’t interrupt my dreams of stardom 22 years ago, you gave me a new dream. This book, our life - none of it would be possible without your help at home, your humor to make me laugh, your patience when I get all Italian mom on you, and your love. You have made this book and every project I take on possible. I love you more than words can say, dude. You’re my creative muse. Get to writing those damn screen plays, it’s time we both see our dreams become a reality. Love you.

  My Newborns

  Delanie, Ashlyne, and Rhette... I love you. And thank you. Our house is crazy busy, but you’ve always been my biggest fans. You are MY reason. One of these days, this journey is going to pay off. *wink* I love you all—for Eternity.

  My Chayah and Genesis

  My Eternal Besties

  KC Comarda, your life is (almost) busier than mine, but you still take time to check in and encourage my crazy writing dreams, help bash the whale, *wink* and make me laugh about my disastrous life. Thank you. Danny LeDuc for being my spiritual guru and my Eternal cheerleader. You totally get me and see

  through all the metaphors in my fictional writing.