Chapter 17
Another long pause. Seriously? I drowned my apprehension in a tidal wave of positive sentiment but my apprehension broke free and bobbed to the surface, shooting me the finger for my efforts.
"Not murder," he finally said. "You already have too public a profile within the Brotherhood."
"Knowing I'm only going to stay alive because they might get caught is hardly reassuring." I grimaced. "What about a timely unfortunate accident? I mean, Rasha die."
"They'd try to quietly retire you. Alive," he reassured me.
"Would that be so bad?" I sat up, intrigued. "Hey, could we transfer my powers to Ari?"
Exasperation on his face, Rohan got up.
I grabbed the side of his jeans, his quad muscle tensing under my palm as I pushed him back onto the couch. "Fine. Maybe it doesn't work that way. But I refuse to believe that simply re-running the ceremony was the final proof that I'm the sole Rasha twin. Ari is still an initiate and I'm going to prove it."
"Good luck with that."