Demon Bound (39 page)

Not unless Jack finished what he’d started in Seth’s circle. Until he acknowledged the touch of the crow woman on his life, and his sight.

You are dead, Jack,
the Morrigan whispered.
With the dead you should stay. As the crow-mage’s fate always cycles.
She stroked his blood-caked hair from his face with her free hands, claws tracing his skull.
Will you stay, Jack?

Jack squeezed the Morrigan’s hand, until his broken knuckles creaked. “Take me,” he told the crow woman. “I’m ready.”