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Page 125 of Found in Obscurity

Kit snickered, zero empathy radiating from him. “Probably, yeah.”

“You don’t sound too concerned,” Lorin muttered.

Kit shrugged, making Lorin’s head bob.

“Not like I’d be staying behind for too long,” he said, and Lorin pinched his side, still not used to the dark humor Kit preferred.

Yes, he’d accepted the soulbond, and yes, he knew very well what it could mean. He had lived through it with his parents. But Kit was worth the risk. Them together was worth everything.

“We should get going then,” Lorin said. “You’re way too pretty to die because your mate is a moron.”

“You are right once again,” Kit said. “Truly a wise man.”

“Brat.” Lorin shook his head, shooing Kit out of the pathfinder room and locking it behind them.

“Come on, pathfinder,” he said, extending his marked hand toward Lorin and waiting for him to slip his fox outline over the marks. “It’s time to go home.”