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Fuck, who knew I’d be so clingy? I’m sorry, Noah. I’m probably just overthinking and panicking.
It’s just I’ve never had anyone to worry about before.
Not like this, anyway.
If you could just send me proof of life please, I’d appreciate it.
Jeremiah
Hey, are you at the compound?
Nox
Sure. What’s up?
Okay, you have to promise not to give me shit for this.
I make no such promises.
You’re the worst, you know that, right?
I’d apologise but Micah likes me this way.
Whatever.
I just want to know if Noah is okay. Like, has something happenedto him?
Nope.
He’s fine, as far as I’m aware.
Micah calls every night and he hasn’t said anything. And I haven’t felt anything via the bond to suggest anything bad has happened to Micah.
Micah calls you every night?
Obviously. We’re mates and, you know, in love.
Make a joke about it and I’ll gut you the next time I see you.
Believe me, a joke is the furthest thing from my mind. I asked because I haven’t heard from Noah in a while.
Wait, you haven’t?
Nope
He said he’d be super busy, so I figured that was why.
But Micah is the leader, and if he’s had time to call you every night…
I’m sure it’s nothing untoward.
Yeah. I’m just being paranoid and needy, I guess.
It’s understandable. He’s your mate.
Not yet, he isn’t.
Pshh. Trust me, a bond is great but it doesn’t mean shit. You belong to each other regardless of when you’re ready to accept it.
