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laughed.
    “It’s so funny to you, is it?” She sat up so she could glare at him.
    “Drink this, and you’ll never need rest.” He offered the silver flask to her, his green eyes glowing.
    “Is that what I think it is?”
    “Aye.”
    Kenna stared at the whisky flask. Immortality . Did she want it? Would she eventually grow tired of a life with no end, as Ian had?
    Only time would tell.
    She reached for the flask, then stopped. “What about Evan?” she wondered.
    What would her cousin say? How would this make him feel? He was the only family she’d really had. And her best friend.
    “I already gave him half this morning,” Ian said.
    There was no choice left for her. The two people who meant the most to her in this world were going to live forever. Kenna accepted the silver flask from Ian, raised it in a silent toast, and tipped the magical liquid down her throat.
    Forever might not be long enough.

    THE END

 
    About The Author
     
     
    Alyssa Morgan is a native of Minnesota, but has lived in Hawaii and Utah, and now resides in Los Angeles. When she's not writing or devouring a novel by one of her favorite authors, you can find her shopping, at the beach, enjoying Sunday brunch, or spending time with her friends and family.