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177. Unity

 

~ RIG ~

I was sitting on a stool in the kitchen, starving, and getting ready for a late dinner Cara had been cooking when I felt Mack’s claws scratching at my mind, a submissive request to link that surprised me. Usually, unless I was closed off, he just spoke into my head and expected me to shut him down if it was a problem.

I looked at Cara, who caught the expression on my face and paused in rinsing the pasta she’d just taken off the stove.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Mack,” I said carefully.

Her eyes widened a little, but she went back to the food, trusting me to fill her in. I could see the tension in her, though. We’d both been waiting, our nerves growing wit

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