"You begged me to find a way to break the bond," he began. "I did, but with the way that you are acting, it doesn't seem like you want out."
"I do," I continued, my gaze shifting from the knife Sia was offering me to her unconscious body. "But not in this manner." I couldn't do what he was asking me to do. Her life isn't worth my freedom.
"I can't kill my mate Sia," I said finally, letting my arms drop at my sides. "There has to be another way."
"This is the only way!" he yelled in frustration, grabbing my shoulders. "Kill her, Crinka, it's not too hard, not with the number of people you have killed in a lifetime. Kill her and be free."
It was hard. If Sarah died by my own hands, a part of me would die with her.
"Why does my mate have to die for the bond to be broken? Why can't yours
