Page 41 of Claimed By the Wolf
“She’s promised to another Alpha, and the pact happened before our fated mate bond formed. The fate of our packs depends on this union.”
Pensively, Circe studies me. “Do you want to be with her? It sounds like you’re making excuses to me.”
I frown at the accusation. “I just explained?—”
“No, you just made excuses,” she counters. “Which pack is she promised to? Who did you give her to?”
I bristle, wishing I hadn’t come. She’s not going to help, only judge my actions as Alpha.
“Never mind,” I growl, standing.
“All right. Bye-bye now,” she caws. “Nadia!”
I spin my head back toward her, and she closes her eyes as Nadia reappears.
“Yes, Miss Circe?”
“Show Alpha Nox out.”
“Willow Grove,” I mutter, against my better judgment.
Circe’s eyes fly open, and she peers at me with interest. “Alpha Emeric?”
I bob my head. The old female turns back to Nadia and waves her off again. “Go away.”
Nadia scurries off again, leaving us alone, and I sit back down. The expression on her face perplexes me.
“There are only two ways to break a mate bond,” she explains, sitting up with surprising agility. It’s like my words pumped life back into her soul. “First, you can die.”
I scowl, folding my arms over my chest to glare at her. “Very amusing.”
Circe shrugs. “I’m telling you the truth. Can you guess the second way?”
I balk as I realize what she’s about to say.
“And if you don’t die, well, then the bond will have to die with her.”
My eyes narrow in annoyance. “You’re toying with me,” I growl, standing again. “Why did you bother wasting my time if you couldn’t help?”
She exhales heavily. “Do you know how astronomical the chances of one finding their true mates are?” she asks. “It’s extremely rare. And you’re not willing to fight for yours?”
Furiously, I spin around to leave.
“He doesn’t want to mate with her either, does he?”
I stop in my tracks and look back at Circe. “How did you know that?”
She smiles enigmatically. “Call it an old female’s intuition. Maybe you should use that to your advantage and get your mate back instead of looking for ways to sever unbreakable bonds.”
Humiliation and anger burn through me as I leave the little cabin.
There has to be another way.
Death is not the only option.
CHAPTER 12
BRYNN
