ISBN : 9781476475011
For One Last Kiss
London, July 1879
“Can you feel the pull of death, Lilly?”
Walking down the road with Mason at her side, Lilly bit back a curse. Was he daft? How could she not feel it? The pull of her reap blocked out all other thoughts, nagging at her like an itch she could not reach.
Knowing it would do her no good, and indeed could land her in a world of trouble, she curbed her tongue and answered him. “Yes, I feel it.”
Lilly silently cursed her luck. She could not understand why Lord Mason Archer had taken a personal interest in her, even if she was a reaper in his jurisdiction. As chancellor, he certainly had more important things to do, and yet he’d decided to mentor her, showing up unannounced to accompany her on her reaps.