“I used to think love looked like Gareth. But that was an illusion… and now I’ve thrown it away. From today on, I will choose my own happiness.”
My grandmother tried to contact me through mind-link for five times. As for my father, he tried to contact me seven times. And more than a hundred mind-link from my twin brothers, who always chose Gwyneth over me because I was ‘too strict’.
‘Lady Freya, when are you leaving?’
‘My lady, answer me.’
‘Send me the address.’
A small smile touched my lips. I closed my eyes, breaking off my mind link with them. FInally, I cutting myself free from everything tied to the Silverfang Pack.
The coachman bowed, “Lady, we’re ready for our journey.”
I stepped onto the carriage without hesitation.
Farewell.
I no longer needed Gareth to follow me. I was leaving forever.
