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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO

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LYRA

By the time the bread was gone and the lamps had burned down to a softer gold, the celebration had settled into something quieter. Mira had her feet in Ana's lap and was pretending she hadn't put them there. Darius had claimed the rug by the fireplace like a large, smug dog.

Orion was the one to say it, speaking up from the arm of the sofa. "I hate to be the person who brings it up."

"Then don't," Zeviar said.

"We have a hidden chamber, a road nobody remembers, and a hole in our bond the s
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  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND    CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY-FOUR

    WILLOW Nobody warns you that being a human compass is exhausting. I'd been doing it for two days. East, always east, like a string tied around my ribs and pulled by someone with infinite patience. It didn't hurt, exactly. It was more like an itch behind my breastbone that I couldn't reach, and the closer we got to the hills, the worse it got. "You're doing the chest thing again," Orion said. "I'm not doing anything." "You're holding it." "I'm holding my pack strap. It's heavy." "You've been carrying that pack for six hours and complained about it zero times," he said. "You're not a person who complains zero times." "That's a very hurtful thing to say about a woman I'm related to." "We're not related." "Then I'm free to complain about you." Ahead of us, Lyra laughed, the quiet, startled kind, and I felt a small hot flush of victory. Zeviar had her by one elbow, which she kept shaking off, and he kept putting back. Every hour, on the dot, he stopped the whole line and made her

  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND    CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY-THREE

    ZEVIAR Dr. Sera arrived at the villa at noon carrying a clipboard, a blood pressure cuff, and the look of a woman who'd been asked to approve a mountain-climbing trip for a toddler. "I want it on the record," she said, pumping the cuff, "that I advised against this." "It's on the record," I said. "I want it written down." "I'll have Ana write it down." "I'll write it in blood," Ana called from across the room, not looking up from her maps. Lyra sat on the edge of the sofa with her sleeve rolled up and her chin tilted at a defiant angle, looking like a patient who'd already decided to ignore the verdict. Dr. Sera frowned at the dial, frowned at the clipboard, and then frowned at Lyra, right in that exact order. "Pressure is fine. Pulse is fine. You're dehydrated, which is the only thing about this I can actually fix." She handed over a bottle of water. "Here are my conditions. Rest every hour. Drink water every thirty minutes. No shifting, not for any reason, not even a little. I

  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND    CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY-ONE

    JAXONOn the second afternoon, Darius started singing again. "Don't," I said, without turning around."I haven't started.""You hummed the first note. I heard it.""That was a hiccup.""It was the opening of that song about the goat.""It's a very good song," Darius said with great dignity. "It has a chorus."Behind him, Tessa made a small, strangled noise that might have been a laugh. Corin walked at the rear with the patience of a man doing community service. "He's been humming it since the dry riverbed," he said. "I've counted forty-one verses.""There are only twelve," Darius said."You repeated the goat.""The goat is the heart of it."I closed my eyes briefly, counted to five, and kept walking.We'd been on the east road for a day and a half. Six scouts, two of Zeviar's wolves, and Darius. He had insisted on carrying the heaviest pack, and so far he'd hauled it with the cheerful stamina of a mule that had been promised snacks. He'd shared them, too, which I resented more than I

  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND    CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY-ONE

    JAXONOn the second afternoon, Darius started singing again. "Don't," I said, without turning around."I haven't started.""You hummed the first note. I heard it.""That was a hiccup.""It was the opening of that song about the goat.""It's a very good song," Darius said with great dignity. "It has a chorus."Behind him, Tessa made a small, strangled noise that might have been a laugh. Corin walked at the rear with the patience of a man doing community service. "He's been humming it since the dry riverbed," he said. "I've counted forty-one verses.""There are only twelve," Darius said."You repeated the goat.""The goat is the heart of it."I closed my eyes briefly, counted to five, and kept walking.We'd been on the east road for a day and a half. Six scouts, two of Zeviar's wolves, and Darius. He had insisted on carrying the heaviest pack, and so far he'd hauled it with the cheerful stamina of a mule that had been promised snacks. He'd shared them, too, which I resented more than I

  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND     CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY

    LYRAI didn't sleep.I lay fully dressed on top of the covers with the lamp on, staring at a crack in the ceiling and listening to Sky pace. Around three in the morning, she stopped pacing and simply lay down inside me, heavy and quiet. That was her way of telling me she was out of things to argue about."You were harsh," she said at last."I know.""He didn't deserve the leash comment.""I know.""He also wasn't entirely wrong." I pulled a pillow over my face and groaned into it. Sky, I felt, was enjoying herself a little too much.At first light I gave up, washed my face, and opened the door.Zeviar was sitting on the hallway floor with his back against the opposite wall and his head tipped sideways. His shirt was creased, one sleeve rolled up while the other hung loose. His hands rested open on his knees. He had fallen asleep with the stubborn, slightly offended look of a man who had decided to stay awake out of principle and lost.I stood there staring at him for a long moment. Th

  • TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND    CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHY-NINE

    ORION Dr. Sera kept us at the hospital for another hour, and during that hour I realized how much grief and exhaustion look alike from the outside.Lyra leaned against the corridor wall and stared at the ward door. No tears. No words. When a nurse handed her a cup of water, she held onto it for ten minutes without taking a single sip."The thread is gone," Dr. Sera said at last, wiping her hands clean. "I pulled out what I could. If there's any left in the tissue, I'll find it, but I doubt it." She looked over at Lyra, her voice softening. "Go home. Get something to eat. I mean it. I'll call if anything comes up.""I'll eat," Lyra replied, sounding like someone agreeing to an audit.By noon we were back at the villa, with the whole household gathered in the long sitting room. Ana had her folders spread across the coffee table. Mira stood over by the window, arms wrapped tight around herself. Jaxon and Darius took opposite ends of the sofa, leaving a careful two feet of cushion betwee

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