Chapters (66)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- France / 1666
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Massachusetts / 1892
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- San Francisco / 1927
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Cleveland / 1938
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Edinburgh / 1962
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Epilogue
- About the Author
- Preview of Broken
- Also by Kelley Armstrong
- Praise for Kelley Armstrong
- Copyright
I shook off the terror and grief settling into my gut, pulled myself up straight, and looked her in the eye. “I owed you a favor, but I went way beyond repaying that. I gave up everything I had in this world to repay it. You said I have to leave this dimension, that I can’t stay with Kristof, but I don’t understand—”
“You will,” she said softly. “Everything will change for you now, Eve. An angel can’t stay here. It’s not an arbitrary rule. It’s a necessity. You are an angel now, so you must live in their world.”
“Then I will, too,” said a voice behind me.
I turned to see Kristof there. I stepped toward him, but hit a barrier. I wheeled back on the Fate.
“So this is it? I can’t even go near him? Goddamn it, I don’t deserve this! Maybe I did some awful things in my life, but I do not deserve this.”
“This is not a punishment, Eve.”
“Well, it sure as hell feels like one.”
Kristof cleared his throat. “You said she can’t stay here. That’s fine. I’ll go with her.”
The elderly Fate appeared. “You will, will you? You’d have no place there, Kristof, no more than she’d have here.”
He crossed his arms. “She made her sacrifice, now I’m making mine.”
“Very noble, but the answer is no. We need you here.”
“For what? To play ghost lawyer? There are thousands of—”
“Don’t question us, Kristof. We have our reasons, and our plans. And your place is here.” She turned to me. “And your place is there, with the angels. But there is a way…” The old Fate’s lips curved a fraction, in something almost like a smile. “There’s always a way.”
Kristof stepped forward. Before either of us could ask, she moved to the edge of the dais. Then, with a lift of her fingers, she levitated to the floor. One stride and she was beside me. I blinked. She was so tiny, not even reaching my shoulder. She laid a hand on my arm. Her bright eyes looked up into mine.
“You said this feels like a punishment. Do you really think we’d be so cruel, Eve? Yes, we wanted you to join our angels, but when you refused, we accepted that. What you did down there, the sacrifice you made…I won’t say I underestimated you, because I’ve always known what you were capable of”—a sly smile—“with the right prompting. But this sacrifice none of us expected. When you made it, we decided we’d do all we could to make it easier on you.”
“So I get to stay—”