I didn’t want to get her hopes up. Being Bound and Tethered was an eternal commitment.
“You also said this hasn’t been done in centuries, right?”
“Yes, I did.”
“So it stands to reason that if someone was Untethered, as you called it, it probably would be documented. But if it’s an ancient practice—”
“It is,” I reassured her. “As old as vampires themselves.”
Ironically, she narrowed her eyes at my interruption. “Then maybe we can find something that instructs us on how to undo it. Or, at the very least, more about it. What do you think? Should we do it?”
With that last question, Luna did something that no one had done for centuries. This female, who had been a part of my life for such a short while, gave me a choice.
Maybe it was the choice, or maybe it was the hopeful look in her eyes that made me change my mind.
Either way, I shrugged. “Alright. I’m in.”
She grinned, putting her hand between us. I pushed off the wall, walking over to the bed before clasping her hand gently.
“To an unlikely alliance,” she said after a moment.
“An unlikely alliance.”