#Chapter 163

Theodore’s POV There were eighteen days left in our three-week time frame in which to take down Owen. I had left Violet at the border three days ago, and I couldn’t think about it without tearing up. Then again, maybe that was the onions. I sliced the knife down into yet another onion. Violet had offered to try the week-long onion-only diet with me as part of our list of possible ways to undo the fake mate bond, but the High Priestess recommended against it for the baby’s health. I had started the diet immediately upon my return, telling Eva that I had had a restorative retreat to prepare myself mentally for our relationship, and that now I needed to prepare myself physically. Starting with a week-long cleanse of consuming only onions and abstaining from all pleasurable activities. She had immediately started to pout about the last part. I somehow convinced her it would only make it more exciting once we finally… I hadn’t even needed to finish my sentence before she perked