The buzzing intensified. The messages came in, flooding my phone. “Our house is on fire. Are you in the house? Answer me immediately. What’s going on?”
Then another one. “I knew you weren’t in the house. Where are you? Come back now. Daisy’s suddenly so ill. I heard you have the Moonstone. You can help her. You need to come back right now.”
I almost laughed at the absurdity of it. Still asking for the Moonstone? Still asking me to sacrifice everything for them?They hadn’t changed, and they never would. They were just using me.
The next message came, more frantic than the others. “What’s with the divorce agreement? I don’t remember signing this. What’s going on? Listen, I can explain. Come back. I can explain everything.”
I scoffed. Explain? Now he wanted to explain?
Another message. “Why can’t I feel the mate bond anymore? Why does it feel so distant? Where are you?”
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. I blocked him without hesitation, cutting off all ties. The mate bond? It was broken the moment he chose Daisy over me.
I leaned back in my seat, staring out the window as the plane began to taxi down the runway. I had done it. I had left everything behind.
I was finally free.