"Mom," I say, catching her arm and stopping her before she heads to the door. "Are you...are you mad at me?" My voice breaks a little on my question, my eyes smarting with tears as I look at her, worried. "Oh, baby," she murmurs, shock and concern suddenly on her face. "Why would you think that?"

"Because," I say, heaving a little shrug. "We - we lied to you for months. And I did something really dangerous. And I almost died, and showed up all bloody with two mates - and it must be so weird -"

Mom laughs a little, taking my face between her hands and shaking her head at me. "Oh, sweetheart," she murmurs, and then she nods. "If I'm being honest, I could have done without the blood and the near- death. But I'm not mad at you - sweetie, I'm proud of you."

My mouth twists in sudden surprise, and my eyes fill with unexpected tears. "You're - you're what?"

"Baby," she wraps me in a hug as she speaks, "you are doing something difficult that nobody has done before. And it's kind of kicking your ass!" I laugh, tears slipping down my cheeks as I nod and hug her back.

"Yeah," I reply, my voice shaking. "It kind of is."

finding your way, doing something you're passionate about, and you're succeeding.

head off to breakfast. Before we go, I tuck the little notes left on

some toast and fruit, at a little folding table in the back hall. Cora isn't here, unfortunately - she headed home after patching up some minorly-wounded cadets and

that after I fell asleep she probably spent every minute rushing around from room to room, healing all the cadets who were injured in

smile, and don't call her out - because even though mom is full of jokes and would just brush it off, I

resolve, again - for the thousandth time - to

eagerly, loading up my plate

spilling from my

at me, and I give him a little glare before I

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