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I set my suitcase down by the door.

"I love you," I say. "Brother. I always will."

He's quiet for a long time.

"You love the man I used to be," he says finally. "But he's gone now. I'm all that's left."

He turns to look at me.

And I see it. Everything I've watched erode over the past year and a half—the certainty, the warmth, the pack lead who would have died before letting harm come to someone in his house—all of it gone, and what's underneath is just a man. Tired and wrecked and finally, finally out of fight.

"Do it," he says.

I don't make him ask twice.

I reach in and find the bond the way you find something you've carried for so long you've stopped noticing its weight. I pull it, and then I let it go.

Ragon doesn't resist. He doesn't grab back. He just opens his chest and lets me take it.

There's no snap, no violence. Just a door swinging closed, soft on its hinges, the click of the latch moving into place.

A tear cuts down his cheek.

"Goodbye, brother," he says.

I pick up my suitcase and close the door behind me.

Jasper is in the car with the engine running. He looks at me when I get in and doesn't ask, just waits.

"It's done," I say.

He nods and puts the car in reverse.

We pull out of the driveway and I watch the house in the side mirror until the trees take it. I keep waiting to feel anything decisive—relief, or grief, or the specific lightness people describe when they talk about leaving a bad situation.

What I feel is the absence.

Now there's just a quiet where something used to be. It doesn't hurt. It feels empty. Like a room after the furniture's been moved out. You can see the marks where it stood, the dents in the carpet, the slightly-less-faded squares on the wall where pictures used to hang.

I look out the passenger window at the dark road ahead.

"Jasper," I say.

"Yeah."

"She'd better be okay."

He's quiet. Then: "She is."

I nod and settle back into the seat.

Outside, the trees blur past. The road unspools ahead of us.

She'd better be okay.

That has to be enough.

Chapter 29


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