I pushed him away, trying to clear my mind of all thoughts related to him. My wolf was fighting me, I could feel her conflict. We’d worked this out, hadn’t we?Tyler is no good for us. He’s violent and hateful.
Visions of Tyler injured and vulnerable came to mind. He looked like he was in pain and my heart ached for him. What was wrong with me? He deserved all the bad things that were coming to him.
He tried to kill me. Again. But he was my mate, chosen by the fates.
No. Tyler was never happening.
I thought about Alec, unconscious after taking the dose of toxin meant for me. My wolf seemed to ease a little, as if the memory of how awful Tyler really was, came back. This was where I needed to be. As complicated as things were with Alec, there was something there. And I’d give anything to have him be the only romantic possibility in my consciousness. I wasn’t even sure if things with him could be fixed, but despite his poor judgment, he had mostly redeemed himself. He didn’t want me dead. And he didn’t want to control me.
Tyler is your true mate.
The thought was like an explosion in my mind, removing all other thoughts. I pressed my palms against my eyelids, as I screamed internally. Tyler, and everything about him had to leave me. I couldn’t keep doing this. It was getting worse and I was terrified I was going to do something stupid because of the bond.
Panting, head pounding, I leaned my forehead against the floor. I wanted to be free of the bond to Tyler more than anything. I had to break the bond. There was no way I was going to be able to concentrate or focus on what needed done with the bond still in place.
I sat up, eyes wide, terrified at the thoughts in my own head. It was true, though. How was I supposed to move forward when each day made the bond stronger and more difficult to resist?
Tyler wasn’t going to break it voluntarily. But maybe there was another way. There had to be another way.
Forcing my breathing back to normal, I collected myself enough to stand. If magic could break a bond between a father and daughter, surely there was something it could do for a mating bond.
I knew not to trust Star. She worked for money, not alliances, but she was letting us stay here. It was possible she’d turn my request down; she might even tell my father since she was going to work for him. None of that mattered if there was the smallest possibility of freedom. At this point, I was willing to do just about anything in exchange for the elimination of my ties to Tyler.
Quietly, I turned the handle and tiptoed down the hall. Earlier, I wanted time to talk to my friends. Right now, I didn’t want anyone to talk me out of what I was about to ask. I knew enough about magic to know everything came with a price. I never asked the price of the blood magic to break the claim with Spencer. It seemed important enough to take my chances. This was even greater.
Whatever the price, I had to end this bond.