Xaden stopped in his tracks, his breathing suddenly tense and uneven.
He turned back to face Marie.
"What?" he asked.
"You could die," she said.
"I heard what you said," he responded through gritted teeth. "But I do not understand what you mean."
"Walk with me," she said as she led him forward.
She didn’t look back, but when she heard him following behind, she breathed in. Once they reached the garden, she began.
"The Halo Festival," she started, "is a festival that one of the first gods gave as a gift to Selene. Selene fell in love with a mortal—the first wolf, Endymion. They wanted to be together, but as the story goes, he lost her and died searching for her. So one of the oldest gods granted him a chance to see her once during the appearance of the Halo Festival. His soul would enter the body of an Alpha who is his descendant and capable of hosting his immortal soul. Then he would search for Selene, and when they made love, their union would bring back the weather and refresh the season for the wolves."
He was now walking beside her.
"I know this story," he said.
"And do you know that no bonded wolves have ever been with each other?" she asked.
"Does it matter?" he asked. "We were bonded because we had to be. I would have never been able to take her away from her pack if I hadn’t bonded her to me."
"And that’s where it gets complicated," she said. "You are already tethered to her. You cannot easily sever the bond. You are tied not just by the bond but by the gods. Their essence is still inside. I have never met an Alpha who mated with a bonded wolf. This is dangerous. If you hurt her, you might hurt yourself."
Xaden could not believe what he was hearing. After what Jasmine had done—after he had barely even hurt her and she had set him up—now he couldn’t even sever the bond?
"So what can I do?" he demanded. "Am I stuck with her forever? My enemy’s daughter?"
He turned around and raked his hands through his hair in anguish.
"Look, Xaden, I will find a way," she assured him. "But it is going to take time."
He turned around and faced her. "Take time? Goddess, what bloody mistake did I make bringing her here in the first place?"
Marie said nothing as he paced back and forth.
"Look, I will find a way," she repeated.
"How sure are you that any of this is even true?" he asked. "Tell me—how do you know that if she dies, I die too?"
She sighed and stretched out her hand to him.
"Give me your hand," she said.
He looked at her warily.
"Give me your hand," she instructed again.
He hesitated but eventually walked up to her and placed his hand in hers. She turned it over and pulled out a blade before slashing his arm.
"Ah!" he groaned in surprise.
Blood spilled out, and the cut was deep.
"When next are you meeting Jasmine?" she asked him.
"What was that for?" he demanded, withdrawing his hand.
He had almost called her Jasmine but held himself back, referring to her by the name that best suited her. freёwebnovel.com
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