Prologue:
(Epilogue of the third book)
"Your evolved enough," he said. He swallowed. "Max, you're the last of the hybrids who still has a …… soul."
I thought about how empty and expressionless omega had been. Hmm.
"She doesn't have soul," gazzy scoffed. "Have you ever seen her dance?"
"Not soul, gazzy." I said. "A soul."
"Oh."
One last good-bye, and fang and I looked at each other.
"Okay, let's hit it," I said, just as he said, "up and away, guys."
I gave him a little smile. I turned to the other. "You heard 'im. Up and away!"
Then we were flying again, rising above the confusing and troubled earth, into the simple, perfect, clear blue sky, where everything was peaceful and made sense.
…………………
And finally, as we fly off into the sunset, to speak, there's only one thing for me to add:
Hopefully, we'll be back.
And if we are, it won't be pretty.
