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Or what to think about it.
The ache in my chest at the thought of never hearing her talk or seeing her smile was worse than the throbbing in my throat or the sharp stabbing in my spine.
“We can’t be mates,” I finally said. “She can’t find out. How do we stop her from knowing?”
“The knowledge isn’t immediate for the women like it is for us. You feel it, here,” Quake said, lifting his hand to his heart, “And here.” He tapped his temple. “It’ll be much smaller for her. Attraction. Curiosity. Desire to spend time with you. Missing you when you walk away. If you don’t spend time with her, the bond won’t develop, and she won’t feel any of it. She’ll be alright.”
“What about me?” I rasped.
Quake’s expression darkened. “You’ll ache for her, constantly.”
My eyes stung. “But she’ll be safe?”
“Yes. Just avoid her, and she’ll be fine.”
A tear leaked down my cheek. “Okay.”
“I’m sorry, Granite. This world just gets worse and worse for you,” Quake said, and his eyes were wet too.
This pain was bad, but he was wrong.
Since he and Margo had taken me in, everything had changed.
I was…
Happy.
I liked living with them. I liked their stupid jokes and teasing. I liked feeling like I belonged.
So I just nodded.
And when he pulled me in for a fierce hug, the tears I didn’t want to acknowledge weren’t for the mate I’d never know.
They were for the people who had insisted I live with them and refused to let me go, despite the hellish situation I’d just found myself in.
I’d stay with them as long as I could.
And I’d do whatever it took to protect Dissiri from my magic, even if it killed me.
