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My test results told me why.
At my desk, I took the folded piece of paper out of my jacket pocket and set it in front of me. I didn’t need to look at the words again. I’d read it three times. They were clear. There was no mistake. So said Doctor Prim.
I had a two point nine rated bond with Misha, and it was a very solid beginning of something that simply could not be. We hadn’t had sex. I hadn’t knotted. We were never together. But two point nine was high out of an over all perfect rating of ten. That rating was something that started usually when two people were sleeping together and found themselves becoming compatible. We hadn’t done any of that. It was taboo to sleep with a Sylph, and I never had, but who would believe me? If word got out, I’d be fired, possibly arrested. Yet I’d never bedded him. Never.
I had no one to talk to about this. There were no textbooks on this subject. Nothing. I was alone.
And so was Misha.
Our lives were in danger, him from me, and mine from the law. I had no solutions. But I’d have to come up with one soon to protect us both.
Chapter Nine
Misha
The day seemed very blue from dawn until dusk. It lasted a thousand years. At least to my perception.
King Geo continued to avoid me. I continued to Burn for him and only him.
I knew why. There was something between us. I wasn’t Omega, so it couldn’t be an Alpha/Omega bond, but it was something strong. Something unavoidable. Why didn’t he come to me?
What I felt was about more than sex. He didn’t have to worry I would attack him. I’d proven it to him by my mature behavior in his office.
Still, I was stupid to think he would come. I got caught up in fantasy very easily. It was both my flaw and my strength. Fantasy had saved my sanity.
But this particular desire I had, this fantasy of wanting more with Geo was impossible. To have any sort of connection that led to more? I could tell he would never allow it. He had a life outside. I was trapped here forever and I knew it. Nothing could come of this. Only suffering.
The worst was, the more I tried to block him from my mind, the more I burned. I was being a ridiculous child. An insane Sylph no different from Cedric.
I had proven nothing to Geo. That was why he didn’t visit.
I stopped walking the two floors I was allowed on. I stopped going out for exercise. I stopped everything. I slept late and ate little. Sometimes I watched my TV, but I didn’t really pay attention to the shows. I didn’t speak to my guards or the nurses at all.
I lived like a captive.
Four days went by.
The fifth morning a knock came at my door. I was sitting up, having only just awakened.
“Come in.”
Geo’s assistant entered. Tory. The one who smelled different from all the others, more acrid. The one who looked at me funny when I visited Geo’s office.
For a moment, he stood on the threshold to my room, large and dark. He made the air turn thin. I couldn’t get enough breath just to look at him.
I loved everyone I met, but this one made me nervous.
“There have been reports funneling in about you.”
I waited to see if he would say more. Like hello. Or, how are you feeling?
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked.
“I am very well, thank you.” I was not about to discuss anything with this Alpha who wasn’t a nurse or a doctor, and who had nothing to do with me.
“I’m here to tell you he doesn’t want anything to do with you. So if not eating and exercising is some way to get his attention, then stop. It won’t work.”
Who was he talking about? Geo? How could he know?
