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unmistakable.
    Dominic moved away from the tree and headed in the direction of the sound. Every two steps, he paused and waited to hear more, but all was frustratingly silent in the forest now. “Logan!” he called, hoping he wasn’t making a grave mistake in giving himself away.
    There was no reply. He tried again. “Logan! It’s me! It’s Dominic!”
    Nothing.
    He moved faster . It was easy; the leaves of the trees were not at eye level and nothing needed to be knocked away to get through the underbrush. The branches were instead high overhead, as if someone had taken Redwoods and crossed them with the color-changing leaves of deciduous trees. The effect was stunning, though he imagined a bit of it was lost on him just then.
    Just when he was beginning to believe he’d gone the wrong way, he saw a flash of bluish gray amidst the orange and yellow of the fallen leaves on the ground. He ran toward it, now more certain as he drew closer.
    Logan!
    She was laying on her side, unmoving and clearly unconscious. Her long golden hair spilled out in a thick cascade of shimmering honey across the blanket of leaves beneath her. The ground had been disturbed a bit in front of her; as Dominic skidded to a halt and knelt, he realized she must have awoken momentarily, just enough to stir a bit and then pass out once more.
    “Logan?” he whispered softly , leaning forward just a little. He was sort of afraid to touch her. From where he was sitting, she seemed relatively unharmed.
    He knew he’d bitten her. He remembered that all too well…. It had awakened a cruel dichotomy of emotions within him, for it was not only Samhain who enjoyed the feeling of Logan trapped in his arms, her flesh against his lips, her throat trapped in his teeth.
    Dom closed his eyes and clenched his fists , schooling himself. When he opened them again, he could see the remnants of the bite marks on the side of her throat. But Sam’s wicked sharp teeth had stopped just short of piercing anything vital, and the wounds looked shallow, if a bit raw.
    He’d hit her hard, though. His knuckles had actually throbbed after that terrible impact. And if he’d caused some kind of brain damage – he felt cold at the thought – those particular wounds would be invisible to the naked eye.
    “Logan,” he said again, a little less soft ly now.
    But she still didn’t respond, or even move. Her long eyelashes rested unmoving against the top of her cheek, which was rosy in the nippy air. He raised his hand, bringing his fingers to her forehead. A long lock of her hair had fallen over it. He was about to brush it aside when there was a sudden explosion of movement.
    Logan rose, spinning on the ground as she did so. The last thing Dominic saw was a flash of flying gold hair and the bottom of her leather-soled boot as its heel made its formidable way to his chin.

    Chapter Three
    I’ve escaped you once more.
    There is still time. A promise is a promise.
    I t was a promise I never made.
    There was a pause as Sam digested this, not fully wil ling to admit that it was true.
    When did you figure it out, Sam?
    That she is you? He thought of the way he’d felt as Logan had been ripped from his arms in the portal. He’d realized, only then in that moment, that he’d felt that exact same despair once before.
    Only now , he said.
    He hesitated, alone in the mists between October Land and the Realm of the Dead – but not alone. She was there. At least, a part of her was.
    I claimed you eons ago , he told her. You should have been mine then.
    But I claimed another , she returned, her beautiful voice as light and yet as powerful as were the words she’d once written. And he and I claimed each other .
    Sam knew who she was talking about. Some mortal she had fallen in love with, a man who had died beside her when the Romans attacked.
    You can’t be with him either , Sam challenged. The spell Ciara had cast thousands of years ago to escape him had not only kept her from Sam, it