Immortal Rapture: Immortal Heart Read Free

eventually his red-tinted brown feathers filled in.
    “Do you know what she’s saying?” Holly whispered to Lothar. It wasn’t that long ago he was reading ancient Fae text on the Island of the Fates.
    “I think it’s Circe.”
    Kale’s brows furrowed. “How would Izzy know Circe? It’s been a lost language for nearly a millennia now.”
    Holly suppressed rolling her eyes at him . Instead, she sighed. “Come on, Kale, how does Izzy do or know half the stuff she does? Between Makyle and the powers she’s gaining, I see no point in questioning anything anymore.”
    Kale smiled and nodded. His attention fell back on Izzy as she continued to repeat the four lines that were aiding her in healing Uriah.
    “So what is she saying?” Holly asked again.
    Lothar focused on the whispered words. “She’s calling on a goddess… I call upon the goddess. Magic of Circe. Healing touch of Aceso. Strength of the light to heal the suffering. It’s not verbatim, but that doesn’t make it any less incredible,” Lothar said, shaking his head.
    “Is she part witch?” Holly asked, watching as Uriah’s wings began to shudder and shake.”
    “She’s of Azreal’s line. She can be anything she wants,” Kale said proudly. He loved Izzy like a sister, and each day she grew and integrated into their world, the more it felt complete. With all the loss and heartache, she was a necessary constant. A different kind of necessary constant than Kat—he could never live without his succubus. Truthfully, he wasn’t sure he could live without any of the family he had left.
    Izzy’s lids flew open, and her gaze fell on the three staring at her and Uriah. Her gaze was bright and glowing, much like Bain’s, but in her own beautiful, bright blue. She smiled.
    “Can we have a minute?” she mouthed. They nodded and took to the skies, leaving her with an emotional and still crying Uriah in her arms.
    Izzy stroked his hair and waited for him to settle. When he finally pulled back to look at her, she smiled wide.
    “There you are ,” she said softly. “I knew the man who saved my life that first night was in there somewhere.”
    He smiled back and pulled her to him, hugging her tightly. “Thank you, Iz.”
    “Anytime. I wish I’d known; I would have tried to help you sooner.” She pulled back and tapped her finger over his heart again. “Now you’ve got to heal this.”
    He shook his head. “I don’t know how. It’s shattered.”
    She nodded. “I know, and I am so sorry. Something has been nagging at me though, and it involves that pesky muscle.”
    He chuckled softly. “What is it?”
    “Why you, why Kale, and why Lothar? The only blood-related brothers.”
    He shook his head. “I don’t understand?”
    She smiled. “Me either. Why do your loves always appear to be lost forever? You all believed both Kat and Holly to be dead, and now Jelena. I know things work differently here, but it seems like really… awful luck.”
    Uriah’s head tilted.
    Izzy shrugged. “I’m sure I sound crazy, but you need to go find some answers.”
    “Have you seen something?” Uriah asked as he stood and helped Izzy to her feet.
    “I’ve seen a few things… but you, Uriah, you are haunting my dreams.”
    He smiled, a touch of the old Uriah pushing through. “Don’t let Bain hear you say that.”
    “He’s all growl and very little bite,” she teased. “ But in all seriousness, Uriah, there are answers out there for you and while I don’t know what it all means, I keep seeing you in a forest, speaking with a woman near a bonfire… there are a couple of other women there, but the older one, she’s important. She has answers for you.”
    “Who is she?”
    “I don’t know. I just hear one word… Foreshadow.”
    Uriah’s brows rose. “The Foreshadowers.”
    Izzy bit her bottom lip. “Maybe. Who are they?”
    “Circe Witches.” His lips tipped at the corners. “That’s the language of the spell you were chanting.”
    Her brows