but nodded her head in understanding.
“Then you know how confused I feel,” she said quietly.
“Yes,” Zack agreed, “but we can also feel how much you love us
already. Jade, that will only grow as the link gets stronger. Eventually we’ll know everything about each other. Every thought, every feeling, every memory.”
Her complete panic caught them both by surprise, and she
clambered off the bed before either of them thought to stop her. Her
eyes filled with tears, her hands shaking, she shook her head in denial.
“That’s not what I want,” she said, practically tearing Zack’s heart from his chest. “I don’t want you in my head twenty-four-seven. I
want my own life, my own identity. I want to choose my own future,
not go along with some predestined fate bullshit.”
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* * * *
Afterward she couldn’t quite explain how she’d managed it, but
somehow she pulled on her clothes, called her sister for a lift, and waited silently for her to arrive. She’d felt the intense hurt from both men but refused to let it in, denying their link the only way she knew how—by ignoring it.
She’d made it back to Kayla’s home before she’d remembered the
plug in her ass. Once she’d removed it, she’d had every intention of discarding the stupid thing, but something held her back. She washed
it, wrapped it, and packed it in her bags, all the while steadfastly refusing to answer her lovers’ telepathic pleas.
And within four hours she was home in her own bed—tired,
miserable, and more alone than she could ever remember.
* * * *
Zack held his lover in his arms, trying to come to terms with their
loss. Jade had not only left the area, she’d somehow managed to block their connection in their dreams. It’d been the longest week in both
their lives, and Zack was seriously considering taking his lover home to Sesturia for a while. At least there they would have the love and
support of their families.
He sighed as he tried not to think of the woman who’d invaded his
heart. She’d been frightened the first time she’d met Mitchell in the hospital, and neither of them had been able to learn why. Zack had set the problem aside, arrogantly assuming that once the mating link
became stronger that they’d know. But it seemed that by not pressing
the point or asking her directly, they’d missed an important problem.
He felt certain that whatever caused her sudden, nearly violent
withdrawal was also the cause of her fear.
“I’m sorry,” Mitchell whispered for the hundredth time. He was
blaming himself, worried that he hadn’t controlled the enzyme well
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enough, that he’d somehow scared their woman away. The link had
been broken so completely that the enzyme wasn’t even producing in
Mitchell’s body anymore. Nothing highlighted their loss more than
that.
Zack heard the knock on the door and really wanted to ignore
their unwanted visitor, but a moment later the bell rang several times, and it pissed him off enough to get his ass out of bed. He kissed
Mitchell’s cheek as he pulled the blankets back into place and then
went to deal with their unwelcome guest.
But when he opened the door to Jed, his anger slid away, and he
invited the official leader of the Sesturian community on Earth into
their home.
Jed didn’t waste any time with small talk. “I heard about your
problems with Kayla’s sister, and I wanted to make sure that you
understood the situation.”
Understood the situation? What was to understand? Jade didn’t
want them. End of story.
Jed watched him closely for a moment, as if he was reading
Zack’s body language, or maybe waiting for him to say something.
Zack kept his mouth closed and his expression neutral. Jed may be the equivalent of a governor in his world, but he really didn’t have a clue what Zack and Mitchell were going through.
“The concept of a Taydelaan is probably more complex than
many of our