THOUGH there was absolutely no emotion on his face or in his hazel eyes, his horror washed through her mind like lava. He’d spent half his life fighting a similar bond with his twin, and he was not likely to accept it with her. Not that she wanted to be tied to anyone right now, either. Her social life might suck, but being alone was far better than being forced into the company of a man who didn’t want to be there. Damn it, why was nothing ever simple in her life? Right now, she wasn’t sure whether she should laugh or cry or rant at the heavens and fate itself for throwing so many wrenches her way… She glanced back to Karl. “What exactly did your uncle say about the walker pairing?” Karl sipped his coffee, as if considering the question. Though it was more likely he was considering how to phrase his reply without upsetting anyone, she decided. “He said it was destiny. That, in much the same manner as a shapechanger, they pair for life. They share thoughts, and to a lesser extent, powers—and even when apart, they know what the other is feeling or doing.”
