Chapter 30. Lost My Mind

I try to shake him out of my head, but I’m too tired to close the link when he is this close.

I know. I made my bed, right? I chose. And it’s not like this could ever work. My father would never allow it. I just don’t get why the Fates would throw us together like this if we can’t ever be together. They’re meant to be the all-seeing power, and every choice has a reason. What reason did they have to do this to us?

His angst is evident, and I agree, but the way he’s rambling makes me lose all patience with him. Burned with my pain, frustrated with all this Carmen bullshit he’s throwing at me and now this, what sounds like regret and wishful thinking, and questioning our entire belief system as though he had no hand in this at all.

Wolves are superstitious as hell, and condemning the Fates is like breaking a mirror, crossing the path of a black cat, or worse! They always taught us never to question the powers that be, and this kind of crap could have all sorts of cons