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“Allie. Don’t.”

I jerked free, glaring at him.

I don’t think a single thought slid through my mind as I began to walk, fast, for the other end of the pier.

Chapter12

Walked In On

Iwas only a few yards from the door to the guard station before it occurred to me to question what I was doing. My mind had blanked in those few seconds, but now I remembered.

I’d told that seer, Dalejem, I’d give them privacy.

I told both of them I would give them privacy.

That meant I’d told Revik I’d give him privacy, too.

Now that I could see two shapes standing there, close together in the dim light, I felt a flush of misgiving when I realized I was in danger of eavesdropping on something private. Or worse, seeing something I shouldn’t see.

In either case, I probably shouldn’t be here.

Even as I thought it, I heard Revik’s voice.

“Stop it,” he growled.

The taller, more familiar shape stepped back from the other, shoving at his chest with the flat of a hand. I felt his anger again, more of that confusion, hurt. I was close enough now, the intensity of his feelings overpowered me, closing my eyes.

I felt Revik actively shielding his light from me, and from Balidor.

Somehow, that bothered me more than the anger itself.

“Brother…” another voice said, pleading. “Talk to me. Please.”

I saw him reach for Revik again.

Revik evaded his hand, shoving it back.

“Don’t do that again,” Revik warned. “I’m married, goddamn it! I have a fuckingchildwith her. What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m sorry! Calm down… calm, yes?” The other seer held up a hand, an apology coupled with a peace gesture. “I am sorry, brother. I did not mean it like that.”

“Then whatdoyou mean? What the fuck do you want from me?”

“I did not come here to cause you trouble. I did not know you were here. I just wanted to talk to you, for a few minutes. It has been so long?”

“It’s been too long, brother.” Revik’s voice sounded harsh, cold. “I’m not even the samepersonI was then, Dalejem. You don’t know me…”

Revik’s voice trailed.

I froze as he turned his head.

His light eyes shone at me from that dark, reflecting physical light from the other side of the pier. I saw him close those eyes, longer than a blink, right before a pulse of fear whispered off his light.

More of that confusion followed, along with enough grief I couldn’t help but flinch.

Then he turned, glaring angrily at the other male.

“We’re done here,” he said. “We’re fucking done. All right?”

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