“It means that, if you were to accept the challenge, you would agree to have a biochip inserted into your wrist. Then we will give you a specific task of our choosing. If we deem your conduct in the task worthy of initiation, we will invite you to pledge your allegiance to the Horangi clan. If you accept, you will leave your old clan behind and officially become a scholar—for now, and for all time.”

As Sora’s words sink in, I touch my wrist. I think of Mina and Yoon. And for a moment, I admit I am tempted by the prospect. In another life, I could have been raised in this clan. And having seen Sora, Austin, and Taeyo wield the sacred elements, I am curious about my own potential. For once, I could have magic at my fingertips. I could belong.

But then I remember who I am. I think of the parents who raised me, and the sister who put herself at risk so I could earn my gift. I recall our clinic, my healer clan, and the promise the goddess made to turn me into a Gom when I complete my job. I remember where my loyalties lie.

I am not a Horangi, despite what my blood may say.

“No way,” I say. “Nope, never, won’t do it. Not in a million years. I know who I am. And I am not one of you.”

Taeyo’s face falls, but Sora simply nods. “We may be firm, but we are fair. If that is your wish, we will respect it.”

18: It’s Time to (Rescue) Party

IT’S ONLY BEEN TWENTY-FOUR HOURS since the summoning spell went south, but it feels like years have passed since this madness started. I am so tired.

Sora lets us sleep in the dorms for the night so Emmett and I can recharge before we go off on our own. And I’m grateful for it. I still don’t trust her, but when the night passes without a hitch, I do start to wonder if there’s some truth to her stories. If they really were the dangerous and power-crazed people I was told they were, wouldn’t they try to keep us hostage and use us to get back at the council or something?

The bed is super comfortable, but my sleep is plagued by nightmares, and I toss and turn all night. In some, I’m lost and looking for my family, but I have no facial features, so no one knows who I am. In others, my parents find me, but they don’t want me anymore. I wake several times hiccuping and drenched in sweat. I do eventually find sleep, but it feels like only five sweet minutes before it’s morning and we have to get up.