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“Maybe silence is the best route for us.” He grits out. “My thoughts exactly.” I grumble. “Follow my lead and try not to get yourself and me killed.” The tension between us is thicker than it was before I gave into the pull of the bond. I can feel every look he gives me, as…

“Ah,” He groans, his arms gripping me tight as if he is dragging me onto him harder. “Oh, oh…shit!” I cry out, trying to keep my voice down before he buries his head into my neck and grunts. “Fuck, Leandra…yes…fuuuuck.” He groans. My heart stops, my ear throbbing and my chest burning. It shouldn’t hurt…

I shake my head, a giggle breaking free as I press my lips together tightly. “Just curious is all.” I manage to choke out. He rolls his eyes and then looks down. “Okay, yes, they may be a little tight.” He shrugs. “Do they look bad?” Do they look bad? I want to bark out…

“Fuck you,” I spit at him. “Get up and start fucking moving. We need to go find Ezrah.” Then I turn my back on him and walk away. A movement on my left-hand-side catches me off guard, my hand flying up to protect myself as pain takes over every nerve in my body and my…

“Then what do you suggest?” Koda asks, his anger barely restrained. “We need to split up. One group goes that way, the other this way.” I point to my right. “We need to find a way across, and quickly.” “I said no splitting up.” Hayes barks out and I step in front of him, trying…

“We have never done anything to keep us from finding him, but it worked in our favor when you didn’t want a tracker…In a way, we thought it was you subconsciously not wanting to die,” Nisha says in a small voice. “Noted,” I clip out. “What happens after we accomplish our mission concerns none of…

“What do you mean?” “I mean, you never wanted to see her broken, and now that’s all she is. A broken misfit like the rest of us. Like you.” “I don’t dislike her.” I retort. “She just…..gets on my nerves and thinks she is high and mighty. Not to mention she has to fight every…

“Everyone has taken their clothes off to let it dry. You should do the same, but you can wrap up in this.” He says kindly. I nod, taking it from him, my white fingers struggling to bend as I clutch it. Then he frowns and Marcos reaches out and takes it back. “How about I…

“Please,” I try to whisper, but my voice breaks. I can feel him move, a slight cool breeze coming between where his chin was pressed into my hair, but I can’t bring myself to look. I am wrapped in his scent, in the dream of what could be if only we weren’t so broken. “Please…

Then I spin on my toes and walk toward the front of the group. I catch up to Nisha, sliding up on her right side as she looks amused by my presence. Neither of us speaks. Why would we when there isn’t much to say? It is obvious she hates me and looks down on…