Broken Promise (The Broken Ones Book 3)

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answered for
her.
    The Were shook her pretty head.
"Come along now then. Rhee-En is busy anyway. He said he wanted to talk to
you later, though." Dragging Aro away, she looked over her shoulder at
Kei. "Go find Lin. He'll have something for you to do. We'll come and find
you when we're done."
    After a quick look at Aro, he nodded
once.
     
    ∞ ∞ ∞
     
    A day passed, as did another, and then a
few more. Aro paced inside their cabin while Kei sprawled on one of the beds. She
was supposed to be sleeping, but her mind wouldn't be quiet. Another day
wasted. At least they hadn't lost contact with Bo and Garen. They'd made it
safely to the city the day before and were now scouting it out and searching
for a house.
    The Were had also opened up to them
again for the most part, though some still remained shy. Or afraid. She wasn't
sure which, and hated it either way. What kept her in a foul mood was Rhee-En
never returned. Scouts sighted Vor and he'd gone off to deal with them.
    Time had become a factor. She and Kei
would have to leave soon, whether Rhee-En came back or not. They couldn't risk
being in Were lands when the King returned.
    "Perhaps we should just go
now," Kei said. They'd been discussing it for a while. Well, she'd done
most of the talking, but that wasn't anything new.
    "But he has answers. There is so much
I don't know." She flung up her hands and growled in frustration. "I
hate this!"
    He grinned over at her. For some reason,
he did that whenever she growled. Rolling her eyes, she shot him a dirty look
and started pacing again, trying to decide what to do.
    "I still have things to teach
you."
    Turning, she looked over at him. He'd
sat up on the bed, but his head was lowered as he picked absently at a blanket.
    "I know," she answered.
"But we have all winter for that. It sounds like I won't talk to Rhee-En
again until spring, if ever."
    The tenseness in his shoulders faded as
he nodded. "True." Looking up, he flashed a grin and patted the bed.
"But you're bored now. Come."
    A smile pulled up her lips. Kei was hard
to resist sometimes. He shifted back to give her room as she settled by the end
of the bed, facing him.
    His brows drew together suddenly.
"You'll be able to concentrate?"
    "Well, I won't now that you said
that," she teased. "I'll be fine."
    Though his words brought Prince to mind,
as the days passed, the turmoil in her head, and heart, eventually slowed. She
still thought of him too often, but not constantly. The ache in her chest faded
and the desire to cry disappeared. She would survive his absence. Waiting hurt.
Losing him hurt. Not having him by her side made everything feel wrong. However,
she still had her memories and her love for him. The certainty those would
never die kept her going. One day she would see him again. She could only hope
he would stay.
    Clearing her throat, she forced a smile
and directed her thoughts back to Kei. "So, what are we doing?"
    He smiled tentatively and then let out a
deep breath. "The fury. You need to learn to control it."
    She nodded in total agreement. When the
Fey filled her with power to heal herself, the fury overwhelmed her, just as it
had done in the past.
    "Let's start small. We'll practice
you taking it from me. Then I'll try to stop you and see if that does
anything."
    She frowned. "Why would a Fey try
to stop me? None have so far."
    "If they don't understand, or are afraid,
they might. You should be prepared."
    "Agreed. I hadn't thought of
that." The idea of not being able to take a Fey's fury and having to fight
them left a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach.
    She held out her hands.
    "Does it matter where you touch
me?"
    "No, but that is something we
should try later, to see if I can learn to do it without having to touch them.
That would make it a lot easier."
    "And safer."
    She grinned. "That, too."
    His eyes shifted from yellow to orange
to red so quickly she barely saw the change.
    "How do you do that?"
    He shrugged a shoulder. "The fury
is in

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