Fashionably Dead Down Under(107)

I am planning to get the truth out so we can all move forward. The female and I are both weary of the secrecy. And yes—I would risk the Creator’s wrath to tell her myself. I obeyed you without question while we were apart, but I am out of patience as well, Liam. Do what is right and tell your mate the truth, Malachi ordered.
I will not accept her death as an option. You will remain in Ania until I say otherwise, Liam declared.
How is it that you know so little about the female you mated? Her spirit is ancient and weary of life’s constant struggle. You took away her primary reason to want to live longer when you left her. She never got over you, Malachi declared in return.
Synar resisted for a few moments more, hating to admit that Malachi’s communication about Ania was reassuring, even if accompanied by a threat.
“Your indecision is energetically depressing. Are you planning to make me wait another two years to know what has come to pass?” Ania demanded.
“No. You’re right. No more waiting. We will meet in the briefing room after the evening meal. What I have to say will not be a comfortable revelation for either of us, but. . .you have a right to know.”
“Thank you, Synar. I wish only to know the truth that belongs to me.” She bowed her head respectfully, but not before she watched Synar flinch from her words. Then Ania watched him leave as abruptly as he had arrived.
Feeling a fluttering inside her again, she rubbed a hand over her midsection to soothe it. Anxiety and stress were steady companions lately. She was tired of feeling so emotionally fragile. It was not at all how she thought of herself.
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