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"But something has changed in my life recently. Something that might make this possible."

Once again, Storm glances toward Damien.

"A few weeks ago, I found my own True Mate. The nature of our relationship is such that it strengthens my energy… and I believe it boosts my magic as well whenever I'm—" He trails off, making a very particular face, and I immediately know what he means. "Whenever I'm close to Damien, I can feel more energy available to me, as if my magic grows stronger. Before I met him, I never would've agreed to take on something like this, but now… I'm willing to try. I still can't make you any promises, though."

A loud exhale escapes me. I’m so relieved that I feel as if I’m about to slide right off the chair and melt onto the floor like a blob of goo.

"The fact that you're willing to try already gives me hope. Please, do your best. If those people find me, I'm finished… and so is my child."

Storm seems a little lost in thought.

His fingers move across the desk, absentmindedly shuffling papers, but my words pull him out of it, and he raises an eyebrow, glancing at Damien one more time, seemingly without any reason.

"Do you have somewhere safe to stay?"

"I do. My cousin Alex offered me a room in his small house."

"And those people… do they know where you are?"

"To make sure no one could trace me, I changed my phone, and when I left my husband's house, I went out of my way to lose anyone who might've been following me. I haven't logged into my Instagram either, and my friend is handling it. But those people are powerful, and if they decide they want to find me, they will. The only question is how long it'll take them to start looking."

Storm frowns again.

"Unfortunately, even if you find your fated one, they may still come after you. That alone won't solve the problem."

He's right, of course, but I only set my jaw more firmly. For a reason I can’t explain, I have this feeling it would resolve all my issues, even if it seems a bit naive.

"Maybe not, but I simply believe we'll stand a much better chance against them together than I ever could on my own, especially with Tommy still being so small. I have to protect him. He's everything I have left. Other than Alex, I don't have any family."

Storm straightens slightly and lets out another heavy breath. "I hope that's true, Jared." He huffs. "I promise I'll do everything I can to find him, but to be honest I don't even know where to begin. Should I look through thousands of people online? Scroll through photographs? Search Facebook, hoping to come across an aura that's exactly the same color as yours?"

I stare at him blankly because I have no idea what to tell him. I don't have the faintest clue what I could suggest that would make it easier.

Storm steeples his fingers.

"But there's one thing that can make it easier. Your aura is highly unusual. Do you know that? I've never seen one exactly like yours."

My eyebrows shoot up.

"What do you mean?"

"It's an extraordinary shade of green, incredibly vivid, almost vibrating, as if it carries magic within itself. I assume your fated mate has the same one, which might make the search easier. That kind of green really pops."

Oh, well, I may have some idea why that is. Green? That's almost funny.

"You know… I've always had a green thumb," I mutter, making it into a joke, but there’s more to the story.

Storm smiles, probably assuming I am trying to make the atmosphere a bit lighter, so I leave it at that. I won’t spill my secrets just yet.

Unexpectedly, Damien rises from the couch, as if he wants to bring our meeting to a close.

He steps toward us and leans a bit against the desk’s edge.

"Storm will do everything he can to help you, but… even if he can't find your fated mate, I want to offer you a solution. My dad owns the Omega Red Line Agency. If you're in serious danger, he can help you. We can find you a safe place far away from those guys. My dad knows the right people, he knows shelters, and he can make sure you and your son are taken care of."

I take a deep breath.

"Thank you. It means a lot to know I still have some safety options. If Storm truly can't find my perfect match, I'll reach out to you. But for now, I'm not giving up hope."