Madison’s POV“Tell the truth. You have a healing gift, don’t you?”I hesitate. I don’t want to be used for my gift like I was with Dylan.“Your family has left scars on you for years. Where are they, Princess?” He examines my face, my neck, my arms. “Gone. Because you healed yourself.”“I-I…”“With that sort of talent, you could join the royal pack as a healer.”My mind spins.Austin’s offer hangs between us like smoke, curling into my chest, heavy and choking. Join the royal pack. Be a healer. Live under his protection. Leave all of this behind.It’s tempting. Too tempting. I can practically feel the weight lifting from my shoulders at the thought of walking away from Dylan, Zoey, my parents, all of it. But temptation always hides teeth.“What’s the catch?” I whisper, my voice steady though my palms are damp against my thighs.Austin studies me, eyes narrowing as though he already knows I’m testing him. His lips curve, not into a smile, but something sharper. “The catch, Madison, i
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