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me for reassurance. She walked forward and stopped in front of Giselle. “All right, then. Will this hurt?”
    Giselle smiled up at her, reached out a hand, hovering over Pamela’s heart. “No, it won’t hurt.”
    Her hand trembled, and then she pulled back and held her hand palm upward to Pamela. “You have a grely u have at deal coming your way. The darkness has not seen you yet, but it will. And when it does, it will make a bid for you that you will struggle to refuse. Hold to what you know is truth, to what Rylee is teaching you.” Giselle paused and tipped her head to one side, her eyes fluttering closed. “I see you at the end of it all; when the final battle comes, you will be pivotal. Remember, when darkness comes for you, when light seems gone from your life, you will be one of the flames that beckons to those who have lost hope, showing them hope is indeed not lost.”
    Pamela nodded once and then stepped back. Giselle shifted and turned to Liam and me. She pointed at Liam. “Much has changed for you, Agent. Will you let me Read you?”
    I found it interesting she hadn’t asked Pamela, but she asked Liam. He said nothing, only stepped forward, crouching beside her. Giselle cupped her hands around his face without touching him.
    “Ah, wolf. You have fought the darkness well, and have fought to stay at her side. She’s a tough one to stick close to, isn’t she?”
    He laughed and Giselle laughed with him. The mirth spread through the room, lightening the solemn mood created by Charlie’s visit, until everyone was laughing except me. I shook my head. I wasn’t that bad.
    Giselle took a deep breath and lifted her hands back to his face, her eyes widening, filling with a sorrow I’d seen more than once on her face, and my gut twisted into a large knot.
    “The rest of my words are not for anyone ears but yours, wolf.”
    I knew a dismissal when I heard one. Pamela and Milly stood and followed me into the kitchen. Alex stayed, but since Giselle didn’t send him out, I figured it was okay. And no, I wouldn’t try and pry it out of Alex. Likely, he wouldn’t understand the complexity of what I was asking anyway.
    But what did Giselle have to say to Liam that we couldn’t hear?
    Stomach tense with all the possibilities, I walked out holding my breath.

     
    He stood quietly, uncertain why the rest couldn’t hear what Giselle said to him. Her eyes were soft with a sorrow that made him think of the mermaid’s words, her prophecy of his immanent death. Made him wonder if this was about to be a repeat.
    She stared up at him, her eyes searching his. “You know what I’m going to say, don’t you?”
    “No, not for sure, and I’m hoping I’m wrong.” Hell, he really hoped he was wrong.
    She lowered her hands, clasping them in her lap and he crouched down beside her. “The dark times have come, and they are interspersed with flashes of light. Of love. The moment you understand why you are what you are, when you fully come to know your own soul, you will give it all up to save the ones you love, those three who are most important to you.” She leaned forward, and her hands slid up to cup his face in a motherly gesture. “You will not be at the last battle with her, so you must prepare all you can now.”
    Chills swept down and through him as her words hit him. “You mean I’m going to die?”
    She closed her eyes. “We all die, Liam. Here I am, dead, yet not. There are tasks you must accomplish. Things only you can do; they will keep Rylee safe, allow her to do what she must. Seek out the Wolf, the one who can tell you the origin of the wolves and the guardians. Power is in that knowledge. Power you will need.”
    He nodded, remembering the old wolf he encountered in the northern forests. “Why couldn’t anyone else hear this Reading?”
    She laughed softly and opened her eyes. “You tell me.”
    Liam let out a long, slow breath. “Because she would fight to keep me alive, no matter the