It's been tried.
Our old Master ...
Marsilia's maker, liked wolves and experimented.
The ties of the blood operate on a different level from the werewolf pack.
He took an Alpha's mate, she was a werewolf also, to his menagerie hoping to control the Alpha and his whole pack through her, and it failed." "Marsilia likes werewolf to dine upon," I said.
I'd seen it for myself.
"From what I've seen, I'd say that feeding upon them seems to be addictive," he glanced at me.
"I've never done it myself.
Not until the other night.
I don't intend to do it again." I was either about to make the stupidest decision of my life or the smartest.
"Is it permanent?" I asked.
"This bond between the two of us?" He gave me a sharp look.
Started to say something, but stopped before the words left his mouth.
Finally, he said, "I've told you things tonight that other vampires don't know.
Forbidden things.
If I were Marsilia's get truly, or if she had not broken my ties with the seethe, I could not have told you that much." He tapped the palm of his hands on the steering wheel and a giant RV towing a Honda Accord passed us.
"These things drive like anemic school buses," he said.
"Odd that it should be so much fun." I waited.
If the answer had been yes, the bond is permanent, he wouldn't be so indecisive.
If it wasn't permanent, once Blackwood was eliminated, it could be removed.
A temporary bond with Stefan wasn't as scary as, say, the more permanent bond between Adam and me.
"Marsilia can break the bonds between Master and sheep," he said.
"She can either take them herself, or simply dissolve them." "That's not very helpful," I told him.
"I have the distinct impression that she'd just as soon kill us both as see us." "There is that," he said softly.
"Yes.
But I think, from a few things he's let drop, that Wulfe can do it, too." His voice grew very cold and un-Stefan-like.
"And Wulfe owes me in such a way that even if Marsilia has declared me enemy to the seethe, he could not turn down my request." He relaxed and shook his head.
"But as soon as the bond between us was ended, you'd be vulnerable to Blackwood again." I didn't find Wulfe much of a step up from Marsilia.
But then, I didn't have a choice, did I? I'd abandoned Amber until I could regroup, but I couldn't leave Amber to die at Blackwood's whim.
I wondered if Zee still felt guilty enough, because I got hurt trying to help him, to allow me use of his fae-spelled knife and the amulet I'd used to hunt vampires.