The boom of thunder sounded almost gleeful.
How was he doing it? She wondered. She knew he was controlling the weather somehow. Was it part of his curse? Did he have more powers than seduction and immortality? Was that even possible? And, if it was, could she find a way to use it against him?
Beneath Dabney’s grip, Matt’s skin was turning purple, and Ellie knew time was running out. Still unsteady, she climbed slowly to her feet, ignoring the way her knees shook, as if they were threatening to let her fall.
“Help me, Elizabeth,” she murmured into the wind, feeling utterly foolish. She had to be crazy to believe in all of this, but there was no denying it was happening. Crazier still, she suddenly felt strengthened, the symptoms of her concussion disappearing.
Ellie let out a war cry as she launched herself at James. She hit him square on, her small arms wrapping around his muscular waist, her momentum propelling them both forward. They tumbled over the hard, rocky soil, away from Matt, finally stopping in a tangled heap near the cliff.
Ellie didn’t realize her mistake until it was too late. All she had been thinking about was getting James away from Matt; she hadn’t even considered what James would do to her once she had. His long, strong hands closed around her throat, and Ellie’s vision began to blur once more as he cut off all the air to her lungs.
She clawed violently at his hands, her fingernails ripping into his skin, leaving deep, bloody gouges in their wake. His grip only tightened. Ellie bucked as hard as she could with her hips, pitching him forward and forcing him to catch himself. She used his momentary distraction and his loosening fingers to twist her body to the side. He was still straddling her, but at least she was no longer making it easy.
“You always were a stupid bitch,” he spat, and lightning struck a foot to their left. The ground shook with the impact, and several clumps of dirt broke away and tumbled into the sea.
Ellie used both her knees as weapons, systematically driving them into his stomach, using his body as a springboard to wriggle out from beneath him. Just as she felt she had started to make some headway, Matt was there, his closed fist connecting with James’s face, sending his flying backwards.
Covered in blood, Matt reached down and helped Ellie up, his hands tracing over every inch of her he could find, making sure she was okay.
James landed on the precarious ground at the cliff’s edge and hastily got to his feet. But, just as he started forward, the ground already weakened by the lightning strike started to give way. James wobbled back and forth, searching for balance, but there was nothing he could do. Fear registered in his eyes for the first time, and then the ground fell from beneath him and he disappeared from sight.
“No!” Rushing forward, Ellie threw herself at the edge and peered down at the jagged rocks below. She searched the waves for James’s body, but it was too dark to see into the depths of the ocean.
“Elizabeth,” James croaked. Ellie turned sharply. Somehow, he had managed to grab hold of an exposed root as the ground gave way, but it wouldn’t support him forever. In fact, as she watched, horrified, the tenuous fibers began to break. Instinctively, she reached for his hand, feeling more relief than fear when she felt his fingers wrap around her wrist.
“Matt!” she cried, clinging to James with both hands. “Help me! I’m starting to slip!” She felt her body inch forward in the grass as she took James’s weight. Then Matt was there, pulling her back.
But it was no use. It felt as if cold, hard fingers were prying James from her grip. She could feel her hold weaken, and something inside of her cried out to save him. For a moment, she thought she saw a look of triumph in his eyes, but before she could register it for what it was, his hand had slipped from hers, and he was falling onto the sharp rocks below.
Immediately, the storm ceased, and all that could be heard was the loud crash of waves against rock and Ellie’s bone-racking sobs.
Matt gathered her up in his arms, cradling her against his bare chest. They were both covered in blood and dirt, but neither of them seemed to notice.
“I couldn’t just let him go,” she sobbed, hoping he would understand. “I know he was horrible, that he would have killed us both, but I couldn’t just stand there and watch him die. I tried, Matt. I tried to save him. But I…I just couldn’t.” Unable to speak, she dissolved into tears once more.
Matt ran soothing fingers through her hair, rocking her gently, back and forth. “I know,” he told her, his voice calm and collected, though his entire body was shaking. “I know you did. And it was more than he deserved. But I think…” Trailing off, Matt stared at the air above the cliff. “Ellie, look.”
Obliging, she turned and stared in wonder at Elizabeth Hargrove and her Matthew, standing arm in arm in midair. She could see the white rock of the cliffs through their transparent forms, but both figures appeared to be smiling.
Something settled deep within her heart, and suddenly, Ellie felt whole again. With one last nod, the figures disappeared, and Ellie wiped the tears from her eyes. “We did it, Matt,” she beamed, still staring at the place where their past selves had just been. “We broke the cycle.”
Matt grinned down at her, holding her close. “They—I mean we—can finally rest in peace.” Slightly confused, he shook his head. “My brain hurts.”
Ellie chuckled lightly. “You and me both. I’m pretty sure I have a concussion.”
Concern filled his eyes, and he kissed her softly. “But you’re alive,” he whispered against her lips, his arms tightening around her. “And you’re mine.”
Smiling brightly, she kissed him back. “For as long as you’ll have me.”
EPILOGUE
The mood around Hargrove House was inexplicably brighter over the next few days. All the paperwork had been signed with Ellie’s lawyer, officially making her the new owner of the estate. And she planned to stay. Preparations were being made to make over the main suite of rooms for her and Matt to stay in. As wild as it had been to relive all her past lives, Ellie had no desire whatsoever to remain in Elizabeth’s rooms.
The entire staff was in a frenzy trying to ready the house and the grounds for guests. Ellie’s father was coming to visit for a while, to say goodbye. On the phone, he had expressed how proud he was of her for making the choice to move to England, but she could tell it had cost him something to do it. It broke her heart to be so far away from him, but she knew deep down that was the right thing to do.
Standing in the sitting room watching the maid bring in the service to prepare for tea, Ellie nervously straightened her sweater. She smiled warmly as two muscular arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
“You worry too much,” Matt told her, pressing his lips to her cheek. “Everything is going to be fine.”
She laughed. “I’m not sure you understand. This room alone is bigger than my last apartment. I can’t even imagine my dad sitting here in all of this grandeur.” Biting her lip, she chose to voice the words that had been plaguing her all morning. “What if he doesn’t like it? What if he says it’s too much?”
“He’s going to love it,” Matt assured her, giving her a little squeeze. Closing her eyes, she let herself lean back against him. “It belongs to you, so how could he not?”
She nuzzled against him, feeling utterly content. “You’re too sweet.”
She could feel his smile against her cheek. “Besides, if you tell him it’s the perfect place for a wedding, he’s bound to approve.”
“The perfect place for a…what?” Pulling away, she swiveled around to stare at him.
Matt grinned wider. “You heard me.”
Eyes wide, she gaped at him, joy filling her heart. Slipping his hand into his pocket, Matt pulled out a ring and slipped it onto her finger. The diamond gleamed on its band. Ellie gasped. “You want to get married?”
He kissed her soft and long, and she felt every ounce of love she had ever wished for in his touch. Matt lightly brushed his lips over the tip of her nose and smi
led. “For as long as you’ll have me.”
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