“I thought you’d be a little happier about me, making our family bond official,” he states in that cold tone that I despise so much. I draw in a sharp breath, staring at him intently.
“Not if it means exposing what my dominant element is. Rare genetic cases aren’t that unknown these days. It won’t be long before someone puts two and two together and realizes what I truly am,” I let him know, feeling my heart racing inside my chest. “Do you even know how hard I’ve tried to keep that a secret?” I whisper, knowing that my voice will crack if I use it.
My dad stares at me in surprise, then shakes his head. “Nonsense. I’m one of the leaders of this institute. No one can show you the door without that decision going through me. No one will dare to show you the door,” he tries to assure me, but
