Page 75 of Blood Bonds

“The brothers will forget all about you. You are then free to go on with your life. They will be none the wiser of what happened.”

But I would, I thought bitterly. I would never forget.

Forever ruined.

“I won’t seek them out anymore?” I asked, needing to make sure.

“No, you can simply walk away.”

I winced, looking disgusted with the bitch. My bitter scoff was one I wasn’t going to try and hide.

“And how do I steal whatever it is you want?” I hated myself for even asking.

“Tonight, you will seek them out as you always do. Follow the pull, don’t fight it like I know you’re trying to do, even now.”

She was right, my need to leave was growing by the second and not only with my desperation to be alone and wallow in my self-pitying heartbreak. It was my need to see them again. To be with them. It all made so much more sense now.

“Let them take you home, their true home. It is the very last place they will believe can keep you locked to them. Their stronghold on the outskirts of the city. Go there and you will find Victor has a dagger.”

“A dagger? All this for a fucking knife!” I practically snarled, my growing anger easy to detect.

“Listen! It is no ordinary dagger. It is powerful, more than you can ever imagine. Bring it to me and I will release you all from the curse,” she said, her frustration mounting.

“Oh, and they are going to let me walk out with it, just like that, huh?” I asked sarcastically, folding my arms and shaking my head at her. The crazy bitch even grinned.

“I think we both know what you can do, how do you think you have been escaping them each day? The nights you are theirs to command, but the days have been yours. It is part of the curse.” This became another revelation of the worst kind. Of course, my luck had been down to her, but it was being unable to deny them both that really bothered me. Meaning I was right, my luck was close to running out.

“What does this dagger look like?” I finally asked, and she visibly relaxed her shoulders.

“I don’t know, very few have ever seen it…”

I scoffed.

“Then how am I…”

“He will keep it somewhere personal, somewhere significant. You will feel its pull as if it’s speaking to you.”

I hated this. All of it!

“How do I know you will keep your word?” I snapped, making her grin.

“You don’t, but you also don’t have many choices here, do you?” she pointed out, making me sneer at her. A scathing look she ignored. But unfortunately, she was right, this would never end unless I did as she asked. The three of us were trapped forever in her web of lies. The lies I knew I couldn’t live with, no matter how much I loved them. Because it was in that love that I knew I had to let them go. I had to let them be free of this curse. It was like she had said, it was only real for one of us.

“And they won’t remember me?” I asked, making her shake her head.

“Not even if you passed them on the street would they give you a second glance.”

I finally closed my eyes as her words drove home the last strike. I swallowed thickly, shaking my head at the same time forcing out,

“Then I will do it.”

“And I will be here waiting,” she said, and seeing as there was nothing more to be said between us, I turned and quickly left. Leaving, with my heart in pieces. Because this would be the very last time and that thought hurt more than it should. Especially now that I knew none of it had been real. A sick and twist fairytale that never had a happy ending in sight.

But it had been real for me.

Real to my heart.

And now I had to choose to willingly shatter it completely. Meaning my fears from the very beginning were founded…

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