There’s nothing for you here, in this colony where you’re only the Misbegotten, the lone wolf who lives like a hermit, misunderstood and unwanted except for the occasional, impersonal, tryst. Why shouldn’t you take what you want? Why shouldn’t you have a taste of happiness, after all these years of living in the dark? Why shouldn’t you both? You can heal her. You can heal yourself.
Take her. Take her and run.
Hawk’s shaking grew worse.
Jacqueline felt it. She wound her arms around his neck. “It’s all right,” she whispered into his ear as he crushed her against him. “Whatever you’re thinking, it’ll be all right. You’ll see. No matter what happens, I promise everything is going to be all right. It has to be. Because I don’t think anything else could ever compare to this.”
She squeezed hi
