(Dominic’s POV)
“Are you crazy?”
Tessa’s voice was sharp with disbelief, but I didn’t respond. I just turned around, ready to walk away. I had nothing more to say to her. She had made her choice, and so had I.
But before I could take another step, her fingers wrapped around my wrist, her grip surprisingly firm.
“Dominic,” she said, her voice softer now, almost pleading. “You’re already miserable from the pain of our shattered mate bond. The best thing for you is to accept the severing of the bond and move on.”
I let out a bitter laugh. “Move on?” I turned to face her, looking straight into those piercing blue eyes that once held warmth for me. “You think it’s that easy?”
“It will be,” she insisted. “Once you let go—”
“No,” I snapped, my voice cold as ice. “I won’t accept it. Not now
