stared in the mirror for a second longer. The dark, sickly-sweet, rotting smell clung to the air as whatever that magic was rippled under my skin. I wondered for one second if Fin felt it too. Then I turned it off—everything. I felt nothing but the darkness. The freedom of not caring if I was the perfect alpha, or mate, or daughter.
A grin spread across my face as I turned to face everyone.
My mother and father audibly gasped and took a step back, but not Fin. He just stared at me with the same dull look in his eyes. Even though I got most of the magic out of him, he was still clearly suffering from the lingering effects.
“Contain him. Do not give him even a moment unguarded. The magic effects haven’t worn off, and until they do, we have no idea where his loyalty truly lies,” I demanded
