Thatâs going to be brutal.â
âHow long before I lose my emotions?â Gary asked.
Gregoriâs gaze sharpened. âDo not even think about living with Gabrielle, Gary. Do you have any idea how dangerous that would be?â
âThatâs for us to decide. I want to know how long Iâve got.â
âGary,â Mikhail said, turning Garyâs attention back to him. âWe had no idea you would lose your ability to see in color, at least not for a couple of hundred years. We should have known better. You have the blood, the memories and experience of the ancients. Of course you would also have the loss of emotion and color as so many of them had no lifemate and neither do you.â
Gregori swore in the ancient language. âGary. When you lose emotion too fast, it is dangerous. Horrendous. You cannot be with Gabrielle when that happens. You will need help through those first dark months.â
Gary cursed his own intellect. He had known. He didnât want to know, but he had. He had lost Gabrielle. âI canât face her. If I see her cry one more time, or if she pleads with me, I wonât be able to resist the love I have for her.â
Mikhail let out his breath slowly. âAndre has found his lifemate. She believes she has the ability to extend the ancientsâ time before they become so dangerous they cannot hunt the undead or feed from innocents. Gregori was going to go to the monastery up in the mountains to talk to Fane, who seems to run the place. We were hoping that if Andreâs lifemate could really do such a thing, the other healers could be taught as well. Perhaps you should go in Gregoriâs place.â
Gregori stirred as if to protest, but Mikhailâs gaze lifted to his just once and Gregori subsided.
It is possible she can aid him as well.
Gregori took a deep breath, glided a step closer to Gary as if he would shield him from what was coming in the future.
Gary glanced at Gregori, held his eyes for a long moment and then nodded. It would give him time and distance, something he needed to separate himself from Gabrielle. He would either find a solution in that time, or he would learn to accept that he had lost her forever.
3
G abrielle streaked through the dark sky. She was going to be too late. She felt it. That terrible buildup of tension. Of dread. It was there, a tremendous pressure in her chest. Her belly was in knots. Her heart hurt. An actual pain. No one would tell her where Mikhail had sent Gary, but heâd definitely been sent away. He was gone the following rising when she went looking for him. Sheâd done what sheâd never attempted to do before. Sheâd used her deep connection with him to call to himâand then she had tried shapeshifting on her own. Flying on her own.
The echo of his answer was faintâvery faint. She knew he was a very long distance away from her, but it didnât matter, she could follow his psychic trail. Sheâd had time to really think about what her life would be like without him, and she knew she didnât want to live in the Carpathian Mountains. She would go away, far from everything and everyone she knew. Disassociate. That was what she did. She lost herself in her research so she didnât have to face life. A lonely life. Gary was the only one who âsawâ her. She needed him to be real. To exist.
She didnât even care if she was chasing after him, needy as hell. Psycho ex-girlfriend. Because she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her. He would walk through fire for her. If she didnât get him awayfrom the prince and Gregori, she would lose him forever and she would lose herself.
Below her the mountains streaked by. She caught glimpses of the dense forest and craggy mountaintops. Ahead were the mists surrounding the monastery where the ancients went when they wouldnât walk into the sun but could no longer be trusted around humans or