Chapter 42

"Conaan," Eleanor said, turning to him, her eyes wide. "Killing Alexander right now is..."

"Is what?" He said, leaning back, his eyes searching hers. "Do you deem his blood too expensive for my mate bond?"

Eleanor swallowed. She had absolutely no feelings left for Alexander. And even if the question was thrown at her once she woke up, she wouldn't choose Alexander. She knew that much.

But she didn't want him dead. Not at all. Even if that meant keeping her mate bond. For Matthew. She knew enough about honor to know she was bound by her promise to him, especially with all the help he had given her.

"I know I am being foolish. I know I am going to hurt you..."

"Then do not do it, Eleanor." Conaan's teeth were gritted, and she could see the twisted circumstances were getting to him, getting through his skin. She didn't want to risk it. She didn't want to risk unleashing the beast Conaan was because she, the only person who could tame him refused to.

"Killin