Chapter 195
- [Apple]
- Sylvester’s chuckle was the last thing I expected to hear through our bond. He seems genuinely amused.
- “Ah,” he finally linked to me, his words as clear as if he were in the room. “I guess he’s chosen.” I can sense him shaking his head, and the weight of his deep sigh. “He’s ours now, Apple. That is, if you choose to accept him.”