Chapter 29

“So there’s the job on two levels, right? But there’s also…” Michael scrubbed a hand over his face. “Shit, Sam. I’m a Guardian. We can’t ever bond because part of me is always engaged with the wellbeing of others. Don’t you deserve a bond?”

Sam waited a beat to make sure the question was not rhetorical, and then he shrugged. “They’re so rare anyway. I wasn’t even sure they existed until Blake and Derek. But so what if we couldn’t bond? We could have a fulfilling, loving relationship without it.”

Michael gave him a look that said “maybe so” but he didn’t speak aloud. He opened his mouth, closed it, swallowed, and then sighed. “Fuck it. Might as well tell you it all.”

“Please do,” Sam murmured.