“You know, things would be easier for you both if you stopped fighting so hard.” “What do you mean?” I was all innocence and naivety. He smirked. “You’d have to be a fool to miss the way you two look at each other. He’s yours every bit as much as we are.” “None of you are mine. Not really. I have to choose and if I choose wrong . . .” I trailed off, not wanting to get into the dirty details of Moira’s vision. Alek frowned, clearly not liking that I’d censored myself. “I don’t think you understand, Kærasta. We’re yours whether you claim us back or not. There’s no choice to be made, simply
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