“How do soul-bonds work?” I blurt out. He stiffens behind me and his hand stills in my hair. “That’s a fucking abrupt change of subject. Why?” Actually, it doesn’t feel that abrupt to me. It feels like exactly what I should be asking—what I should have asked days ago. “Just answer the question. You brought it up before but you didn’t really explain it. How does it work?” He shifts once more, running his fingers down the length of my hair several times, like he’s using the movement to cover his thought process. I could swear it feels like the air hums between us. “No one really knows,” he says
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