“How do you not lose your mind in here?” My body felt like it was filled with an energy that had nowhere to go. Sex helped expel some of it, but the constant influx of renewed energy left me jittery. My research in the library with Luther was turning up dead end after dead end, and I was growing more anxious to find some kind of solution to get us the hell out of here. We had explored every option from exorcism to sacrifices and back again. None of it made sense, and none of it added up. There had to be something. Every curse had a remedy.

Felix stilled his hand, his eyes growing soft. “I’ve been in this house for a long time, darling.”

I sighed. “I know. And that’s why I want to know how you’ve done it. How have you remained sane?”

“I didn’t have a choice.” He shifted under me, pulling me up to sit on his lap. “When you don’t have a choice, you learn to survive. But you want to know my best advice?”

“Absolutely.” I nodded, eager to learn his secret. I didn’t want fifty years to go by and for me to have nothing solid to cling to anymore, my sanity nothing but shattered glass beneath my skin. “Tell me.”

“I think the moment you try to figure out how not to lose your mind is when you go crazy.” Felix took my chin in his fingers, tugging my face close. “Take it day by day, darling. Today, I love spending time with you. Tonight, I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”

There was a knock at the door. Still held by Felix’s tight grip, I couldn’t turn my head to see who was there.

“Am I interrupting?” At the sound of Luther’s voice Felix tore his stare away from me.

“Not at all. I’m just telling Savannah how I’m going to make her pretty little mouth scream my name tonight. Care to help?”

I knew Luther and Felix’s relationship was more strained than Theo’s with either of them, but they attempted to put it aside when we were together. They knew I didn’t want to choose between them, and neither of them wanted to lose me. So a strange sort of stalemate was formed between the two, an agreement to not discuss the troubles beneath the surface. I was certain it would eventually come to a head, but for now, it worked. And fuck if the two of them weren’t hot as hell when they worked together. Their energy was something else altogether, passion and regret pushing all of us towards epic climaxes.