Destin POV
Nyx is sitting on my couch, droning on about how I need to give Wren a chance before it is too late. According to her, she has seen three outcomes to our bond, and only one will make me happy. Little does she know, I have grown accustomed to being unhappy. I will live for eternity in my cabin alone and unhappy.
"Are you listening to me?" She snaps.
"Why would I want a mortal mate?" I groan. "She will die, and I will be left alone again. I do not wish to wish to be heartbroken again."
"She doesn't have to die," she reminds me. "She can be turned."
I slam my hands onto the table in front of me. "Have you learned nothing from the past? To turn her would put us back in the situation Macy just saved us from. I can't do that."
Nyx rolls her eyes. "I am not talking
