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Elara "Maybe," I wink playfully. Bryon looks cocky, grinning from ear to ear. Zuriel grabs my hand under the table and squeezes. I'm taken aback by his actions, especially since he hasn't spoken to me since last night. I get my hand from his grip, and he looks annoyed. 'What the f**k,' he growls through the mind link. It is the first time he has reached out via mindlink. It makes me feel ... wonderful. Like we have connected on another level. 'What?' 'Why would you prepare his favorite dishes,' he is seething with anger. His aura is going wild, and everyone is noticing. My father lifts his eyebrows. 'He's my friend,' I say, blocking him out. "Zuriel," his mother calls him gently. She must have said something in the mind-link because he calmed down. His aura di