The Teras Trials (The Teras Threat, #1)

by Lucien Burr

I am overwhelmed by the feeling of godliness. The holy man in me, the one raised to fear my own existence, lures me down onto my knees.

“Lord, whatever this is, preserve me. Preserve me for my mother.”

“Or it is, in a way. It’s just another reminder. We must remember we are beholden to this place.”

I can still feel the warmth of him, but gone is the heat, the actual pull between us.

“You came all this way—to live.

He is walking death. I think I have never seen someone so close to slipping out of life entirely.

I saw his desire and his niceness and believed for a moment it might be more than something physical.

the fantasy that this is some man who loves me unconditionally and freely, and that it’s a decade from now, and somehow we are in London without responsibilities. We exist here in peace and safety. We exist in each other’s arms.

God, how we all yearn to be loved

So you’ve doomed him instead of yourself, I do not say. So you’ll damn me for sacrificing one to save many.