(Amaia)
Saiph opens his gorgeous eyes and they find me. Love and warmth engulf me in their embrace.
We did it. We brought him back.
The combined relief and endless joy of my mates overflows the bond between us.
Tears seep out of my eyes. I can't stop staring at my mate, frozen in time.
"Amaia!" He barely whispers. My body moves, my arms wrapping themselves around him.
He is warm irrespective of hard muscles. I help him to sit.
"I have got you," I softly and emotionally say.
His hands find his neck in confusion. "How?" He asks, perplexed and mostly in shock.
"We will explain later. Let's get you inside." My mates step forward and help their brother up. They embrace him amidst a storm of emotions that flies around us all.
Aziel holds my quivering shoulders and I take a step back, letting them have this moment.
"I am so proud of you," Aziel shakily murmurs. His strong arms are trembling as he watches my mates.
Min picks up Saiph's scythe.
