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Erickson stepped toward me, and it took everything I had not to shrink back. I couldn't let him know how much his betrayal stung. It wasn't worth the satisfaction I somehow knew he'd feel.
"How long have you had that?" My voice sounded a lot stronger than I'd expected. I'd have thought my nerves and disgust would have shone through a little bit more. This was for the better though. I didn't want him to know how much he'd gotten to me.
"The entire time." He shrugged and brought himself within touching distance. "How do you think you lost your soul in the first place?"
I sucked in a breath. All of Aaron's mistrust, all of the unease Shelbie was feeling, every moment of doubt I'd had myself. It all made sense.
"But why?"
"We need mer souls to power the city. It's nothing personal." H
