I leaned back and got comfortable for the drive, searching within myself for the emotions and sensations that might belong to Colt. We still shared those feelings mirrored through our fated bond. It might have given me more security to have the telepathic connection of being marked—we both would have become stronger, reaching our maximum potential—but it was too much of a leap of faith to do that with Colt right now. I still wanted to know how he felt, so I focused on interpreting the rises and falls of emotion that didn’t belong to me, empathizing with whatever he might have been experiencing. The feeling of displacement among people that rejected him. The small victory of some kind of revelation, I didn’t know what, but there was hope and satisfaction that gave me confidence in Colt.
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