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“I’m terrified about losing her,” I said. “I couldn’t keep Aster safe. I wasn’t strong enough. What if I’m not strong enough now?”

Sabrione didn’t answer me, and that scared me.

I glanced up at her. “This would be a great time to tell me that everything is going to be fine, you had a vision that neither of us will die, and I don’t have to worry.”

“It’s not how it works,” she said with a small smile.

I knew that. Sabrione wasn’t in control of her visions and premonitions. Sure, she could do small spells and read fortunes from cards or in tea leaves, but that was just a party trick that partially worked because of the magical gifts the fae had. When it came down to the big stuff, Sabrione was as much a pawn to her own magic as any of the pure-blooded fae were.

I sighed. “I just wish I could have some kind of insurance, you know? If I could just know—”

“If we knew exactly when things were going to go wrong, or when we were going to die, we would never do anything,” Sabrione said. “If you’d known Aster would die, you would never have loved her as fiercely as you did, but that love shaped you. Would you rather you didn’t have that love at all, looking back now?”

I shook my head. “I guess not.”

It wasn’t what I’d wanted to hear, but it was better than nothing.

“Rory is the answer, Bishop,” Sabrione said when the kettle started whistling.

“You’ve said that before. The answer to what?”

“I wish I knew,” she said.

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RORY

“Rory!” Elaine cried out when I stepped out of one of the consultation rooms. “Did you see?”

“I saw,” I said.

The storage room was packed to the brim with equipment and supplies we desperately needed. It had all been delivered this morning, and the doctors and nurses buzzed with excitement and awe.

A note had been delivered along with it, and it had been addressed to me personally.

Because you’re so persuasive. –B.

He’d heard me when I’d told him we needed more. He’d sent the supplies to the clinic. He’d done something sweet. For me.

My stomach erupted with butterflies at the thought, but I pushed it away.

“Where are you going?” Elaine asked.

“I’m headed out to eat.”

I turned away before she could ask if she could come with me. I needed to be alone.

It was my lunch break, and I got away from the clinic to breathe. It had been a wild day, with strange cases coming in, and I just needed to clear my head for a moment. I bought a slice of pizza and a soda and drove to the park where I could sit and eat it in peace.

I was about halfway through my pizza when a scent traveled to me through the wind.

My wolf was alert immediately. I lowered the pizza, my appetite gone, and the food forgotten. What I picked up on was shifter magic, but it was familiar.

Turk?

I hadn’t spent a lot of time with him back in New York, but I had been around him enough times that I could pick up on his magic signature.

He was here somewhere! He had to be.

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