He wondered how she was, did she settle in, what was she doing, he began to rid himself of the thoughts, but it was so intense, that he had to create a shield. He didn't understand this reaction to her, he really needed to stop thinking of Clare, for his own good and many others.

Alexa walked closer to him, lost in her own phantom, "I did, my mother's calling her a weakling, apparently her memory's wiped out."

Her voice dropped with every word said, it was softer than he had ever ...