Back Off Planet
Chapters (54)
  1. Title Page
  2. Also by Aileen Erin
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Chapter Forty-Seven
  51. Off Balance
  52. To My Readers
  53. Acknowledgments
  54. About the Author

I flopped on my back before I got too emotional and squeezed my eyes shut. But it was true. I was so close to getting away, but it still felt like a distant hope. Like it wasn’t real. And the fact that I couldn’t even get a handle on my skin after hours and hours… I was wrung out.

“Amihanna?” Lorne’s voice felt like a hook in my soul. The way he said my name made my skin hum.

“Please. Stop.” I didn’t mean for it to come out as snappy as it did, but I couldn’t help it. “You make it worse every time you talk to me.”

“I can’t fix a lot of things, but if you want, I can stop the glow.”

“You can?” I wanted his help. I wanted it more than anything because I was so tired and the glow wasn’t going away. But Lorne wasn’t even in this solar system. How could he possibly help?

“Yes. If you’ll let me,” Lorne said. “How much do you remember about me?”

I glanced at Declan. He was sitting at my desk again, watching me carefully. I’d been through this last night with him. I don’t remember Declan. And I really didn’t remember anyone named Lorne. “Will you still help me even if I don’t remember you at all?”

“Yes.”

I was desperate, but I couldn’t lie. “I don’t know anything about you except what I’ve seen on the news. I’m not even sure I know what you look like. I don’t know how you and I and Declan are connected. I know my father is basically best buddies with your dad—that together they rule the Aunare—but other than that, I don’t understand why you’d even care enough about me to help me.”

Lorne’s long sigh felt like a stab in the chest. “Declan. Please. How could she forget?”

“Her mother had parts of her memory wiped.”

Lorne started quietly muttering in Aunare. I glanced at Declan, and he motioned to hold on.

“It’s not as bad as it sounds. Wipe is too strong of a word. Liz had them dulled enough that Ami wouldn’t remember you or me or her father or much about the Aunare. When they were on the run, Ami was really scared—with good reason—and kept asking for you and crying and asking to go home to Sel’Ani and speaking in Aunare. It sounds like it was a really terrifying few months. They were almost caught a couple of times. Liz had to make sure Ami didn’t say something that would get them killed. She was desperate. Liz said it got easier in some ways after the wipe.”

“Can it be undone?” His words were clipped, and I wondered what he was thinking. What he was feeling. Who he was to me.