Raini gritted her teeth, battling back the urge to point out he had no business claiming any rights, all things considered. "Fine."
"Thirdly, you will telepathically reach for me if you are ever injured, no matter how small that injury is."
She frowned. "You're saying, what, you can heal wounds?"
"Yes. So if you are hurt, no matter how minor the injury, you will reach for me. You will not suffer unnecessarily."
"Okay." It wasn't like she enjoyed pain or anything. "Is that all?"
"No. You will come to me once a month. You will spend a few hours here each time so that my demon can see for itself that you're well."
Annoyance flared through her. Essentially, he was picking and choosing what parts of the anchor situation he wanted, wasn't he? He wanted access to her. Wanted her acceptance. Wanted to claim his right to protect her. But he didn't want to bond with her, he didn't want to be the anchor she'd been waiting for, which hurt like hell and made her demon want to throat punch him. This here and now wasn't about Raini or her entity, though. It was about Khloë.
A face-to-face meeting once a month wouldn't be so bad. She could still keep him in the dark about a lot of things. Raini shrugged. "Fine. Okay. Deal."
"I'm not done. There's something else I want you to agree to. And you're not going to like it."
He told her his final condition, and her mouth fell open. "You can't be serious."
"I'm perfectly serious."
She frowned, flapping her arms. "But … why? Why would you ask this of me? It's not like I'm important to you."
"Just because I don't want the bond doesn't mean you don't matter to me."
"Funny. Because it doesn't feel like I do."
"And other than not form the bond, what have I done to suggest that you don't matter?"
She opened her mouth … and then realized she had nothing. He truly hadn't done anything that would indicate she was insignificant to him. Quite the opposite, in fact, given that he continued to telepathically reach out to her despite that his efforts came to nothing. He'd never once vilified her for ignoring him. And even now, when he'd have every right and reason to send her on her way, he was agreeing to help. Yes, he had conditions, but it was better than him turning her request down altogether. Still … "Can we not scrap this last condition?"
He slowly shook his head. "If it was related to anything other than your safety, I might consider it."
Doubtful. Maddox was a man who'd insist on having his way in all things. She flexed her fingers. "It would give you too much power."
"I don't want power over you, Raini."
"Sure you do. Anyone can sense you're a guy who likes to control his environment, and I suspect you're very skilled at it."