Clementine:
I was taken to the hall. There was still noise from the storm hitting the windows.
One day the storm would end, and then we would probably be asked to go back to the North to slay the shadow earth eater.
So much had happened in such a short time that I felt conflicted about my emotions.
I knew I wanted Ian more than ever. After every fight, I realized I could not live without him.
However, I did not understand why he thought I was kissing Troy until I started to think about the situation, the place he was standing in, and the way Troy had blown air on my face.
Of course he saw it as me kissing him.
"How would you feel if you have a problem with someone and Ian doesn’t distance himself from her?" My wolf snapped at me, upset that I had gotten myself into that situation and that I had gotten too close to Troy for Ian to see it and react.
I would have never liked it if I had seen Ian with Oriana.
I had been hurt even when the others talked to Oriana. Even small jokes made me annoyed when she laughed.
Yet I thought it was fine for me to hug others, to let them kiss me, to let them blow air on my face, to stand so close.
It all felt wrong, and I felt like a terrible girlfriend.
I told myself that once I finished whatever conversation I was called here for, I would go back and speak with Ian no matter what.
I would explain everything, and we would fix this. I wanted to be in his arms again.
When Miss Lenora took me to the basement, I became worried.
I wondered what they wanted. When I reached the lower floor, I saw Miss Rue and Mr. Rick standing across a big table waiting for me.
Miss Lenora took her seat before I could. I sat down and gave Miss Rue a nod.
She looked upset. They were letting her go until the new crusaders arrived, and the thought was horrible because it meant I was agreeing that I would die soon.
"Clementine, you already know that you will be asked to transition in a few days, right?" Mr. Rick remarked, almost like he wanted to get the words out quickly.
I nodded.
"Well, before that, remember there was a pending punishment," he continued and I frowned.
"Oh, please do not tell me you forgot about it. I am talking about the one where you were going to be sent alone to the North," Mr. Rick told me.
As soon as he said it, I felt something tighten in my chest. I had almost forgotten about it.
"And if I say no?" I asked, leaning back in the chair.



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