I grab at it and glare at her. “You wish to know how I feel? I am angry.” Her eyes go wide. “Go on.” “I am angry that I am a strong, capable male and yet my khui is silent. I am ashamed that I broke the rules of my tribe and stole a female that hated me and did nothing but cry every time I looked at her. I am sad that I am no longer welcome. I am disappointed that I risked all and gained nothing. And yet…I am happy for Rokan. And I am…” I let the words trail off, because I remember that Mah-dee is Li-lah’s sister. “You are what?” she prompts. “Spit it out.” “I am…glad that Li-lah is not my
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