Clara was flying on Durran’s back as I flew on Aurion’s. I hadn’t looked over at her, because I could feel her staring at me. And that meant she had questions. So many questions. Questions I wasn’t ready to answer yet, and couldn’t answer in front of Aurion. He was my mate, but that didn’t mean I could tell him I was the traitor. What would he do, if he found out? Would he reject me as a mate, even though we had already sealed it? Would he lock me up, unable to execute me because it could kill him too?
Thinking about it made my stomach turn in a way that wasn’t at all pleasant, and so, I was avoiding thinking about it. That might not be the healthiest way to deal with it, but it was the way I had chosen to go about it. And I knew Clara was going to have an opinion on it all.
When we fin
