Chapter 406

Avery’s POV

I hadn’t seen that face in years.

Ten years, in fact.

The last time I had seen Deirdre, she had been dead. By my own hands. Lying on the dirt floor of that abandoned greenhouse with blood on her lips and eyes that stared up at nothing.

For ten years, that image had haunted me. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever considered that I might one day kill someone, and yet it had been Deirdre’s life, of all the lives, that I had taken.

And yet now here she was. Ten years later.

Alive and walking past me along a sunlit path.

I stared at her, mouth open, footsteps halting in the dirt. How was this possible? Deirdre was dead-I had watched her die.

Unless…

Maybe she wasn’t dead. Maybe I’d been too hasty in my escape. Maybe…

at me, noticing my stare, and

wasn’t Deirdre at all. The woman looking at me had a few similar features; face shape, general body build, same sharp look to

with freckles. Pale skin, nothing at all like Deirdre’s tanning addiction. Her

voice didn’t sound like Deirdre’s; it was deep and husky with a slow drawl that I couldn’t quite place. Deirdre’s had always

a smile, although it did little to slow my

I know.

didn’t change.

it’s just…” I waved

like

past me without another word, hips

crisp button-down shirt, her jet black hair pulled tightly into a bun at the back

Deirdre was dead.

she disappeared behind a bend in the path that I finally let out a

adjust from the bright sunlight outside to the darkness within. I blinked, feeling my way toward the kitchen, where

vision adjusted. Sebastian was leaning against the counter with a cup of something in one hand and his other hand in his pocket. He looked up at

us could speak, Gideon stepped

here?” I blurted

sound too excited.”

up talking about pack

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