Xander came back through the alcove corridor and stopped at the central chamber entrance long enough to look at Elena.She was still at the conduit. Her hands were still on it. The White Wolf light at her palms had intensified from the bedrock reroute — not the diffuse glow of the initial expression, something more concentrated, the light finding the surface through the contact points and staying there.Her forearms were wrong.Not injured — something else. The light was tracing lines under her skin, following the vascular pathways the way frequency followed conducting paths, and the lines were visible from across the room."Aris," Xander said."With her," Aris confirmed, from the chair he'd moved to her left side, his fingers at her wrist for the pulse read. He looked at Xander. "She knows the cost. She's choosing to pay it."Xander looked at her.She didn't look back. Her focus was on the grid, on the bedrock, on the hundred and forty people the grid was keeping alive. He understood,
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