Cressida had just reached the doorway. She laughed out loud and nudged Hadeon playfully. "She says she wants a Bond Severance. Aren't you going to go coax her?"
Hadeon glared at me, visibly annoyed.
No need to coax her. She's just throwing a tantrum. She'd never survive outside this den.
Besides, she's carried pups twice and she's a second-bonded mate. Who else would want her but me?
He was right. Leaving the Ravencrest Den might very well be a death sentence.
But staying was a fate worse than death.
I forced myself up through the pain, set the Moon-Sealed Bond Severance papers on the table, and found a rickety old cart meant for hauling firewood. I loaded Rowan onto it and walked out of the Ravencrest Den.
This time, I was finally free.
