Chapter 208\u00a0<\/p>\n
Orion moves closer to my chair. \u201cAre you sure about this?\u201d he says Tristan\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve never been more sure of anything in my life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I look at Orion with pleading eyes, begging him to talk Tristan out of this. To he the voice of reason. To save me from having to make the chore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Orion just raises his shoulders in a way that says there\u2019s nothing he can do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe both know that once Tristan sets his mind to something, you can\u2019t talk him out of it,\u201d he says quietly\u00a0<\/p>\n
The truth of that statement hits me like a punch. Tristan is stubborn in a way that goes beyond normal stubbornness. When he decides something is right, nothing can change his mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Like when he decided to come after me when I was taken. Like how he decided he was going to love me no matter what I was or what I\u2019d done.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now he\u2019s decided he\u2019s going to die for me. And nothing I say or do is going to stop him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI need air,\u201d I say, getting up from my chair. \u201cI need to think.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I walk out of the room on shaky legs. My whole body feels like it\u2019s vibrating with fear and anger and desperation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Orion follows me into the hallway. We don\u2019t say anything for a long time. We just stand there listening to the muffled voices from the room we just left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s really going to do this,\u201d I finally say.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. He is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you\u2019re going to let him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Orion sighs. \u201cI don\u2019t have a choice. None of us do.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lean against the wall because I don\u2019t trust my legs to keep holding me up. \u201cI\u2019m so tired, Orion. I\u2019m tired of being afraid. I\u2019m tired of hurting people. I\u2019m tired of being the reason everything goes wrong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
W\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not the reason everything goes wrong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Yes, I am. Mom and Dad died because of me. Daxon and Seraphine died because of me. And now Tristan\u2019s going to die because of me too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMom and Dad died protecting you. That\u2019s different. And Daxon and Seraphine died because they were evil and they were trying to hurt people we love.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That\u2019s also different.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d He moves closer to me. \u201cAnd Tristan isn\u2019t going to die. You\u2019re going to save him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow can you be so sure?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
*Because I know you. I know how much you love him. I know you\u2019d do anything to save him, including things you didn\u2019t think you could do.*\u00a0<\/p>\n
O\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 208\u00a0<\/p>\n
I want to believe him. I want to have his confidence. But all 1 can think about is what happens if I fait.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if 1 can\u2019t control it? What if the power takes him and won\u2019t give him back?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we\u2019ll deal with that when it happens. I\u2019ll try to do what I did at the cave. I\u2019m still your Alpha, remember? I let out a high ughter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou make it sound so simple.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It\u2019s not simple. It\u2019s the hardest thing any of us will ever do. But it\u2019s the only thing we can do.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I close my eyes and try to breathe. The hallway smells like coffee and something else I can\u2019t identify. Fear maybe,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to be alone anymore,\u201d I whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018You\u2019re not alone. You never have been.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I open my eyes, he\u2019s looking at me with so much love it makes my chest hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018We\u2019re all here. We\u2019re all going to help you get through this. No matter what happens, you won\u2019t be alone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nod because I don\u2019t trust my voice not to break.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome here,\u201d he says softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I start to shake my head. \u201cI can\u2019t. What if I hurt you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI do know that. I know you\u2019d never hurt me on purpose, and I know you\u2019re in control right now. You\u2019re scared and upset, but you\u2019re not angry or desperate. The power only comes out when you feel cornered.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I want to step away from him. Every instinct I have is telling me to put distance between us. But the look on his face stops me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looks hurt. Like my pulling away from him is causing him actual physical pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
W\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease,\u201d he says quietly. \u201cI miss my sister.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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