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of the mountain and convinced her to turn back time. She had shifted time just as Aiden had raised his sword to slice the head off the Malefic that had escaped the blade earlier.
    Watching Skye get onto the back of Aiden’s bike, Triaten marveled again at her power. She had erased more than a month and half of time. Disintegrated the past into nothingness.
    They had all known her power was coveted by both the Pa nthenites and Malefics, but no one had guessed it was so substantial. Sure, five or ten minutes here and there, even going back an hour was impressive — but a month and half? It raised the question about how far she could actually send back time. Was there a limit? Triaten knew instinctively that the evolution and implications of her power were going to be fascinating, and dangerous.
    Triaten glanced over his shoulder at the hotel, silently contemplating the elders inside. He hoped he had bought enough time with Horace for Aiden to train Skye. The elder Panthenites would want more out of them — want Skye’s power at their disposal — that, he was sure of. It was just a matter of when. Triaten knew Aiden needed more time with Skye to get her combat-ready. She was still too vulnerable, too weak.
    Sure, she had done well against Mary. Staying alive was her first victory. But Mary was a half-breed. And a small one, at that. Skye had no clue what combat with a Malefic would really be like. 
    Charlotte’s shiver brought his attention back to the street. Her eyes were fixated on the blazing moon above them. He had her shoulders firmly under his arm, having drawn her in the second they saw the sky, but he knew it did little good in easing the terror running through her. She was always going to react this way to a flame moon. And rightfully so.
    Aiden started his bike, and with in-sync waves from Aiden and Skye, they were off on up the street, back up the mountain. Skye melded into Aiden’s back, and in the dark, it was hard to tell where one body ended and the other began. The time spent, then lost in the time shift, had righted most of what was wrong between the two. But Triaten could only momentarily pat himself on the back for his part in reuniting the two, because in that same time frame, he feared that he had managed to ruin the other most important thing his life, Charlotte.
    It was a shame the time shift couldn’t erase what had happened between Charlotte and him. Technically, they had never had sex, since that timeline had vaporized. But no matter how he tried to play it in his mind, he couldn’t avoid the fact that it had happened. And Charlotte hadn’t said a word about it in the entire day since the time shift.
    Not that Triaten had managed to broa ch the topic either. There honestly hadn’t been time, and additionally, he wasn’t looking forward to the conversation. Did I service you well? Whose dick did you imagine was deep inside you? Who were you thinking of when you came — cause it sure wasn’t me?
    Charlotte shook under his arm. “I jus t want to go home.” Her voice was small. The mental exhaustion of the last month and a half, physical combat almost daily, killing Malefics, keeping Aiden alive, healing the frequent wounds of both Aiden and Triaten, had clearly hit her. All that, and she was still staring at the flame moon above them like a death sentence had descended.
    Triaten tightened his a rm around her and steered her to his jeep, parked at the curb. Within minutes, they were down the mountain, a half-mile out of town, pulling up to Charlotte’s house.
    Parked at her door, Charlotte made no movement to the door handle; her eyes, instead, locked on the moon through the jeep’s open roof. She was worse off than Triaten had figured.
    He got out and guided Charlotte from the vehicle in through her front door. The moment they were inside, out of view of the creep-inducing moon, Charlotte blinked hard, waking herself up from her trance. She took a step away from Triaten’s guiding arm.