I also saw what she couldn’t see. Tears were sliding down Anzac’s face. The man who never cried, was crying. His voice was rough in the mental connection. “She just broke her cheekbone. If we don’t move faster and find a way to lose her, I won’t be able to hold my jaguar back. The bond will grow again. I allowed him to see her up close, but I held to our agreement to continue to drive a wedge between her and us. We better make this work, or all this pain we have caused her will be for nothing.”
