First, I lost my father.
Then I found my father’s killer who just so happens to be my mate.
Then I can’t get out of my own way to forgive her. If I had, maybe this wouldn’t have been an option they would have been able to propose.
This is my fault.
I can’t do anything right. I couldn’t get over my grudge and get out of my own fucking way to be with Jay earlier. Because I wanted to wait until her wolf recognizes me to mark her, I might not ever get to. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t waited, they wouldn’t have had leverage. It wouldn’t have been an option.
Oh yeah. And let’s not forget when I lost control and burned alive the only bargaining chip I could have had. I could’ve just stayed calm, let someone else deal with it, but could I do that?Nooo. Not when it comes to her. I’ve never been so reckless and cautious.
She is mine—she is supposed to be mine. She was made for me, and only me. But do I get to have her?
No.
Caleb can’t be happy. Caleb can’t ever just be fucking happy.
I will never be happy without her. Anything that was ever meant for me doesn’t get to be mine becauseCaleb never gets the girl.
Nothing ever gets to just be easy for me.
What do I do now?I won’t let the Hecatae have her. I won’t do something so disrespectful as to reduce my true Luna to a mistress. If I can’t fight this dark coven, then Jay and I wouldn’t be together at all.
Except maybe in the afterlife—which could be the best option.
No matter the scenario, we don’t get to end up together. I’m miserable in all of them.
But there’s one where Jay can be happy in them.
Jay can go to the Hunt. She can find someone, live a full life away from me. I’ll be with Medein. It would kill me but at least in this scenario, Jay lives.
My wolf alternates between whimpering and growling, blaming me for the reason its heart aches.
I’m not choosing Medein. I’m choosing Jay—her life. Her happily ever after. Even if it’s one without me.
I lean my head back against the desk, staring up at the ceiling.
My heart breaks into a million pieces as I’ve made my decision.
“Tyler.”
“Yes?”
“Notify the council. Let them know I’ve made my decision.”
Chapter FORTY-NINE
Jay
The next morning, I’m woken up by my wolf shouting inside my head.
Mate.
What?I ask.
Mate!
I have a mate?
