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feel . . .”
    “What?”
    She fixes her gaze on me. “It’ll be okay, Jacinda.”
    Okay? “Because once we’re bonded it won’t matter that I don’t love him? Because I’ll feel something false and can lie to myself that it’s love?”
    She shakes her head firmly. “You’ll feel connected. Once that happens, does it really matter why or how it happened?”
    Yes!
    “It mattered to you before,” I say numbly.
    “Things are different now. We’re stuck here. You need to make the best of it.”
    “I am. I will. That doesn’t mean I have to get myself bonded.” I close my eyes and rub my eyelids, trying to ease the ache there. Am I really having a conversation with my mother on the pros of bonding in order to escape the pride’s disapproval?
    “You can be happy here, can’t you? Cassian—” She stops. I watch her throat work, incredulous over what she’s saying. “Cassian’s not a bad sort. He’s not . . . quite like his father.”
    Not quite. I pull back, certain my mother has been snatched up by aliens. “Are you serious?”
    “The pride would forget everything if you and Cassian just—”
    “No! Mom, no!” I resist the temptation to cover my ears with my hands. I’m not hearing this. Not from her.
    “I’m not saying right now. In time—”
    “I can’t believe you’re saying this!”
    She grips my hand, speaks to me in a hard voice. “I can’t protect you anymore, Jacinda. I’ve no power here.”
    “And because Cassian does that’s reason enough to barter myself?”
    “I’m not suggesting anything you haven’t considered already. I’ve seen you with him. There’s something there.”
    I nod slowly. “Maybe. Once.” When there was no one else. No alternative to tempt me. Before I met Will. “Not anymore.”
    “Because of Will.” Mom’s eyes spark for a moment with the old vitality. “You can’t be with him. It’s impossible, Jacinda. There’s no chance. He’s not one of us.”
    He’s not one of us . I’ve avoided really thinking about that, accepting that, but the words find me now, dig deep and wound me where my heart already aches.
    I inhale thinly. “Impossible or not, I can’t consider anyone else. I’d rather be alone.”
    “Oh, don’t be naïve! He’s a human! A hunter! Let it go! There will be someone else.”
    For a moment, the conversation strangely echoes when Mom tried to persuade me to let my draki go, let it wither away. Now she wants me to embrace my draki and forget Will. I shake my head.
    Only she’s right. More than she even realizes. Hanging on to Will is foolishness. It’s wrong. I know this. He’s more than an untouchable human. More than a hunter. He’s much worse.
    Draki blood runs through his veins. A draki—perhaps several—died in order to sustain his life. Even if his father was responsible for the terrible deed, how could I ever look Will in the eyes again? Touch him? Hold him? Kiss him?
    I suppose it’s a good thing I will never face him again. I need to quit hoping, in the darkest shadows of my heart, that he will keep his promise to find me.
    “I’ve let him go,” I murmur, my voice soft.
    Mom studies me, her expression unconvinced. But then I don’t need to convince her as much as I need to convince myself.
    That night in my bed, I stare at the glowing stars Dad helped me decorate the ceiling with years before and gradually begin to feel safe again. The way I felt as a little girl, my parents asleep just down the hall from me. So secure. So protected.
    I free my thoughts and find Will. He’s waiting there in my unguarded heart.
    Dozing, half asleep, I remember. Remember him—us—those moments before the world crashed down around me. A smile touches my lips as I remember everything. I remember until the longing becomes too much. Until the ache of wanting him becomes too deep, as salty as the warm tears flowing down my cheeks.
    It’s not over. We’re not through. . . . I’ll come for you. I’ll find you. I