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Then her ring burned.
Her ring burned again.
Her ring kept burning, again and again. She ignored it.
Helena’s ring burned again.
The muscle in his jaw set. As he worked, he began telling her each time he was about to touch her, what he was about to do, his voice low, calm, and she realised he was imitating the way she used to narrate her treatment of the array.
He blocked the door, his eyes gone cold. “Remind Crowther that if the Eternal Flame wants my continued assistance, they will keep you alive.”
“She’s dead,” he said. “You are not. My loyalty was to those least responsible for her suffering, but if the Eternal Flame has decided that you are an affordable casualty, I will not be noble or understanding. I can exact dual revenge. I will make them pay if they get you killed.”
He wouldn’t let go. He gripped her tighter. “You are not expendable. You don’t get to push everyone away so that they’ll feel comfortable using you and letting you die.”
“That was why you picked me, remember?” Her voice broke. “Well, thanks to you, I’m worth less now. They added all these new healers after you asked for me. I had to train all my replacements.” She gave a bitter laugh. “You made me as expendable as I am now. And you didn’t even want me, either.”
“You are not replaceable,” he said, his hands trembling against her shoulders. “You are not required to make your death convenient. You are allowed to be important to people. The reason I’m here—the reason I’m doing any of this—is to keep you alive. To keep you safe. That was the deal.” He searched her face. “They didn’t tell you.”
He touched her cheek, tilting her face up and kissing her. “Use the ring, call me, if you ever need anything.”
“Do you think this is what my subconscious thinks I want?”
“To run away from the war with you?”
“What do you want?” he asked.
“I don’t want to always be alone,”
It was easier to be honest in the dark.
“I want to love someone without feeling like if they know, it’ll end up hurting them. People who love me always die. No matter what I do, it’s never enough to save them. I have to l...
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“You don’t have to be alone,” he said.
“Why? Because of you?”
“I don’t get to care about you.”
“If I care about you—I won’t be able to use you. And you’re the only hope I have of keeping everyone else alive.”
“You don’t have to push me away to protect me,” he said in a hard, familiar voice. “I can take it. You can stop being lonely. I won’t misunderstand. I know you just want someone to be with.”
“Helena…”
“I’m alone, too,” he said.
“This—is the way I wanted it to be,” she admitted. “With you. I wanted it to be like this with you.”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry it wasn’t,”
“Close your eyes.” His breath whispered against her cheek.
“Helena.” Kaine’s lips brushed across her cheek and temple, his breath ragged. “You get to have this. You’re allowed to feel good things. Don’t be alone. Have this with me.”
“I think I’ve nearly memorised you,”
“Especially your eyes. I think I learned to read them first.”
“I memorised yours, too,”
“I should have known—the moment I looked into your eyes, I should have known I would never win against you.”
“I’ve always thought my eyes were my best feature.”
“One of them,” he said quietly.
Isolated and deadly, and now he held her in his arms as if she were his. The temptation to give in, to let him have her, and to love him for it terrified her.
“This was a mistake,” she said. “I shouldn’t have come here.”
All she could think of was how much she wanted to be there, being touched by him. He was fire, and she was already consumed.
“You’re mine,” he said against her lips, his fingers sliding along her throat, tangling in her hair, holding her fast as he dragged her nearer.
She was locked in the dangerous embrace of Kaine Ferron, and it felt like home.
“You’re a far better person than I am. This world doesn’t deserve you at all.”
“Be careful, Kaine. Don’t die.”
Kaine took her hand. “You can run. Say the word, and I’ll get you out.”
“The offer stands. Say the word, and I’ll get you out.”

