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“He asked me where the nearest park was. He just seems to be exercising.”

“You seem to know quite a bit about what he was doing.”

“Jason,” I say, my voice firmer than it has any right to be as I scramble for an excuse, “I was looking for the moon. You know that the rituals require me to find it in the sky. The man came outside to go for a jog. Nothing more.”

When they go over the security camera footage -- and make no mistake about it, they will – they will see Cam’s face.

Fortunately, my drivers today were different men than Jason and Malcom. They saw Cam, but likely have no video of the car accident.

And Rudy was the one who took me to the dog obedience classes in the other place.

The Before Place.

Jason holds his palms up, giving me a contemplative look. “No problem, Princess. New places and new patterns mean that I have to be extra careful. You’re right,” he says softly, chuckling to himself. “Just some dude going for a run. He’s a nobody.”

The words he’s a nobody make my stomach turn to knives.

“Right,” I say, knowing it’s the expected response. I point to the second floor of the house. “If you’ll excuse me, Jason. It’s time for me to get ready.”

“Of course.” Backing out of the room, he practically stumbles over himself.

I know that Malcolm is in the hallway as backup. Ever since Rudy, they make sure that there are always two men with me at all times. It makes me feel better, but more than that, it makes them feel better.

My future husband has to know that I am pure.

As Jason leaves, I go back to the window, craning my neck searching for Cam. The sidewalks run in a periphery around the cluster of houses, and if I peer long enough, perhaps I’ll see him jogging between two homes.

“This is silly,” I murmur, but I don’t believe the words. None of this is silly. How can a feeling so intense be silly?

My mother once told me to believe my intuition, but only if it followed the prophecy.

This does not follow my destiny.

I don’t know any other way to be.

My future husband is my destiny. My king. My savior.

My entire reason for being born.

I’m being foolish. But if this is wrong, why does it feel so good?

So right.

So tempting.

Why are my instincts screaming that this is my true destiny?

Or am I not as pure as I thought?

Chapter Eight

Cam

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What the hell just happened?

The woman disappears from dog obedience classes, I practically get road raged to death by her bodyguards, they toss me two grand in cash to make it all go away, and now she lives two blocks away from our newly relocated hacker house?

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