The wood splits, breaking into two as the ax hammers down onto it. Debris scatters, and I lift the handle to send another cut into the wood. Each hit brings an unwelcome image to my mind.
Lucas taking my mate away from me.
Carina telling me she wants to leave after using magic against me.
The expression on her face as I brought her to o****m. The look of her pleasure will haunt me forever, along with her sweet scent—a scent I’ll never be near again.
She’ll do what she wants, be a nurse to the humans, find another mate—presumably a human. Marissa and Amos are researching the outcome of how her moving on with another will physically affect me, but there’s nothing so far because our situation is unique at best. The bit of shifter inside her veins allowed the bond to be there, but in no wa
