
fatal if they don’t return to their own world. They can’t adjust to our atmosphere.”
She wearily rubbed the back of her neck where it had begun to ache. “I wish we couldn’t adjust to their
atmosphere, but we can.”
Gage felt guilt all the way down to his toes. He had been unavailable and out of touch when his family
needed him. He felt the guilt turn to anger at his own selfishness. He should have been there for them.
He said, “I’m sorry, Kate. The two of you should have been able to come to me. I would have helped
hide her. He wouldn’t have found her. And if he had, he wouldn’t have taken her away.”
Kate smiled and shook her head. “Gage, as much as I appreciate the protectiveness, we could have
handled it ourselves. Besides, she couldn’t break Oath. Signing the register is legally binding. She would
have faced imprisonment here. She could have run under the Capture option, but…”
She leaned back in her chair and said grimly, “We couldn’t risk the consequences if she was caught. If
the male captures her, she has to obey him sexually for however much of the month is left. He can do
what he likes to her, as long as he doesn’t hurt her emotionally or physically.”
Seeing the hardness in her brother’s eyes, she forced a more neutral tone. “A high stakes gamble with
possibly intense sexual consequences. For Sharon, it was out of the question. Oh, and with Capture,
noncomp papers are out, too. You’re stuck.”
Gage leaned back in his chair and wiped his hand over his face in an absent-minded gesture of
frustration. Obviously, Sharon had made the only choice that she could make, given the options.
Suddenly, he remembered something else about Shimerians. He hated to even mention the topic to Kate.
She would get upset, but he had to know. “They’re psychic, aren’t they? Or some form of it?”
Kate knew her face had gone pale at the mention of the word, but she said evenly, “Yes, I think they
have some unusual mental abilities. I couldn’t find any concrete evidence in my research, but there are
too many rumors from too many places.” She looked away.
Gage felt the weight of silence hang between them for a long moment. Kate was avoiding looking at him.
He decided to confront the issue directly. “Kate, we both know psychic powers are possible. I’m
clairvoyant and there’s no getting around it. I’ve proven it enough times in our lives. Just because you
don’t like what I see, doesn’t mean it’s not real.”
Panic and anger raged inside her, so Kate purposefully turned cool. “It’s not that I don’t believe in your
powers. You know I do. I just don’t believe in destiny. You may have seen your…” her voice caught,
but she quickly got it under control, “…death, but I refuse to accept it. You’re healthy and sitting right
here in front of me. Nothing’s going to happen.”
Gage’s heart twisted at the look on his sister’s face. She knew deep down that he was right, but she
couldn’t accept it. Unfortunately, she was going to have to accept it soon. He could sense time running
out.
There was a new feeling of urgency lately. The vision was occurring with an alarming frequency now. He
had hoped he was overstressed and that a vacation would lessen the feeling and the dreams. Instead, as
he’d relaxed, they’d only grown stronger. He could feel his life slipping away, hour by hour. His heart
sped up in his chest. Not much longer. There was no doubt.
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