tripes across Kennedy's tangled sheets. She lay awake, the weight of las

n Wo

she could barely hold, yet

ake sense of the flood of emotions - fear, c

hy was he so inte

d to f

tang of the Atlantic. The town of Seaborne was just waking up-fishermen prepping th

ace where Damon had first appeared the night she arrived. The place wher

caught her eye. A figure stood halfway up

mo

ow familiar - like a dark silhouette f

pproached. Instead, he sp

uldn't b

smooth, but edged w

r voice steadier than she felt. "Wh

is eyes-stormy and unre

he said cryptically. "Some

frowned.

the sunlight caught the sharp planes of his face-strong jaw, dark hair t

I am," Damon said quietly

hreats? The wat

g-regret? Anguish?-pa

hat don't want you in Seaborne. Things from m

ed brighter than fear no

for her to follow him down the

g, waves crashing against jagg

e edge, staring o

has secrets older than anyone cares to admit. A

oked at hi

how?" s

owly, eyes p

By promis

uddenly he seemed less like the man she'd imagined and

swallo

mise?" sh

face h

-to protect this town, to

he dar

re are things here-people-who would tear this place

away, jaw

a shiver run

ause... you think I'm

ened briefly, the

lse. Something importan

s pulse

do you

, lowering his vo

n't yet understand. And I'm the only one

scream. To refuse to belie

Damon's raw intensity, by the pull of a story she'

e?" sh

twined with Seaborne than you think. And the

ived last night, the silent threat lurking behind t

s, but something told her i

e only clue she had t

Kennedy tried to uncover

the local diner-everyone see

es. "Keeps to himself mostly, but there's a dark

waitress lowe

t they fell from grace. Rumor is, there was

together-but the full picture rem

fe before the sha

he really w

sist the pull, Kennedy re

with purple and or

d, heart

ppeared, emerging from the s

might come," he

rd. "I need to know t

into his coat and pulled out

to her. "He started this-everything that's happe

e filled with scrawled notes, strange symbols, and

tched he

n my bloodline," he said quietl

looked u

ow

es darkene

s tied to the same cur

the journal,

secret. A

Chicago was catching up to her here in Seabo

she dug, the mo

meant to stay buri

ay of pulling you in, wh