‘Give me my dagger back!’ she yells and tries to pull away. I want her to feel the sparks. I want her to know I’m not a threat. She has a sudden look of sadness, and I begin to feel guilty. All I want is to see her smile, to see her happy.

　　I look at Soren. ‘We can’t take her with us,’ I tell him.

　　‘It’s too late. You don’t have a choice now. You know what will happen if you don’t stay near each other,’ he replies.

　　‘I know, but her pack won’t allow it. They will want her back,’

　　‘If her pack want her to live. They...