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microfiber body suit. “It’s kind of ugly, but it’s warm.”
    “It looks like underwear,” Kahli said,
looking at it in her hands. It felt light like one of the frivolous
dresses they put her in at the palace.
    Will laughed, “It’s not. It’s a synthetic
bodysuit that the Trackers wear under their outer coats. It
protects from frostbite without hindering movement.”
    “Meaning I can still fight in this thing...”
she said looking at it.
    Will nodded, “Exactly.”
    Kahli hesitated before looking up. This was
the second time she was undressing in front of Will. As soon as she
realized it, her heart pounded harder. She knew he felt her pulse
racing, even though he didn’t smile this time. Instead he turned,
offering her privacy.
    “Thank you,” she said softly, and he
nodded.
    “There’s a cloth in there,” Will said. He
pointed over his shoulder toward the pot. “Use it to wash off the
blood. It might take a few tries. Do your hair last so your head
isn’t wet very long. We can bundle you in one of the microfoil
blankets so you don’t freeze.”
    “I’ve done this before, Will.” After a
moment, she shivered. Will could hear her teeth chattering, but it
was more jarring to feel the frigid air on her damp skin burst
through the blood bond.
    “I know,” he replied. “I just don’t want
anything else to go wrong. We need to get out of here as fast as
possible.”
    The water splashed onto the cave floor as she
rinsed off the dried blood. Kahli’s teeth chattered as she asked,
“Where are we going?”
    “To the nearest safe house.” His back was to
her, but he could feel her still and stare at him.
    “Why?”
    “They need to be desperate before we bring
you back. If they think they can find you on their own, my plan
won’t work.”
    Kahli’s voice hitched, “Bring me back? I
thought you were kidding before. We can’t go back. The King will
finish ripping my throat out—”
    “After he does the same to me. Yes, I’m aware
of that.” The sound of water splashing in the bowl nearly made him
turn. “Are you all right?”
    “Yes.” She sounded agitated.
    “Don’t bother lying to me. I can tell. What’s
wrong?” He stared at the wall as he said it. A moment later he felt
Kahli’s hand on his shoulder. He turned slowly, not knowing what to
anticipate. He still expected a fist in his stomach when she
touched him.
    Kahli stood in front of him naked, clutching
the microfoil blanket to her chest. It was wrapped around her
waist, but didn’t cover much of her legs. Kahli shivered and
pointed to her neck, her fingers trailing the pale white line until
it turned red and ran down her back. “This was a lot worse than I
thought.” He nodded slowly, his eyes locked on hers. Will wanted to
wrap his arms around her, but he didn’t move. “It feels like my
back didn’t heal right and I can’t see it. What’s wrong with
it?”
    Her fingers traced the King’s wound. It
circled her neck and trailed over her shoulder and down her back,
stopping right above her shoulder blade. Will looked at it closer
when she turned. He examined the wound when she was injured and was
surprised by how deep it was. She was lucky to be alive.
    Will pushed her hair away and looked closer.
“Nothing. It’s just more grime and dried blood. Hand me the cloth
and I’ll wipe it off.” Kahli gave it to him. Will dabbed the hot
water on the wound. Kahli flinched when he did it. “Does that
hurt?” he asked, surprised.
    “No,” she gritted her teeth, her voice
suddenly sarcastic, “it tickles.”
    “Really?” Will asked glancing at her.
    She laughed and looked over her shoulder at
him, smiling. “No, not really. It felt like you were ripping my
skin off. Do you believe everything I say, Will Tatum? Or does my
bare skin make your brain not work as well?” The look she gave him
made his cheeks burn.
    “Both, actually, bare skin and a general lack
of brains pretty much sums me up. Now, stop fooling