chapter 17(3)

He makes no sense. My parents work because they are all mates. You can’t just choose whoever you want on a whim. He is fucking delusional. “You have a mate out there,” I remind him because he really seems to be forgetting that vital part. “And you already found yours, so tell me, Mara? Tell me you don’t feel the same way, and I will walk away, and you can be with Kyan.” My eyes burn, and my throat restricts. I do want you, Jonah. I’ve always wanted you. But I’m unable to say that out loud. “He will kill Jonah; Kyan will kill him to hurt us,” Kora warns me sadly before whimpering. “We don’t know that,” I tell her, though I have a feeling she is right. Kyan would just hurt us by hurting him if we ever admitted or tried to be with Jonah. No, I can’t consider what Jonah is trying to tell me. “We do. He said we belong to him, that he chooses what we are to him. It isn’t safe,” Kora whimpers, drawing me from my thoughts. “Mara,” Jonah whispers softly, and I glance at him to find him right ne