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“Kali, please talk to me,” Razor begged in frustration outside the bedroom Hunter and Jesse had given her. “Please, my fi’ta, please let me in.”
It had been two days since the incident with Rainiera. Two days since he had seen Kali. She refused to talk to him, to see him. The sounds of her quiet sobs tore through him like knives.
He splayed his hands flat against the outside of the bedroom door. His mother had made him promise not to break it down. Leaning his forehead against it, he closed his eyes as another smothered sob escaped from Kali.
“I miss you, Kali. You are my Amate. You are my life,” Razor said quietly, knowing that she could hear him. “I would never cause you pain. I… I love you so much, Kali. Please, let me in.”
Emotion choked him when her tortured cry sounded throug
