Chapter 2

After I hung up the phone, Evelyn's account updated again.

[Alex took me to try a new flavor of crêpe. The taste was so weird—I gave the rest to him!]

The first photo: Alexander reluctantly accepting a crêpe with a bite taken out of it.

The second photo: a trace of cream at the corner of Alexander's mouth, his profile carrying a helpless yet doting smile.

He had always been a severe germaphobe, refusing to touch anything someone else had touched.

He wouldn't even drink from a glass I had sipped from, yet now he was eating food someone else had bitten into.

I took a deep breath, tapped "like," and wished them happiness.

Then I booked my flight for seven days later and leisurely took a hot bath.

After my bath, that post had disappeared.

So Evelyn did have some self-awareness after all.

Alexander’s call suddenly came in. Feeling strange, I still pressed answer.

“Diana, what do you mean by this?”

“Ignoring my calls, ignoring my messages, and specifically liking Evelyn’s post — are you deliberately, silently accusing me?”

“Evelyn is afraid you’re angry. She’s been crying nonstop.”

He spoke rapidly, his tone full of frantic concern.

He used to care about me like this too, afraid that I would be wronged. When did he change?

“Alexander, you are my mate, not hers.”

The other end of the line fell silent, only rapid breathing remaining.

After a moment, Alexander’s voice came through, tinged with disappointment，

“Diana, do you also look down on Omegas? Are you deliberately trying to bully Evelyn?”

I suddenly didn’t know what to say. I felt so utterly exhausted.

Pack affairs always kept me busy, I had worked through countless late nights over several months just to get this chance to go out, only to end up waiting for them alone for ten hours.

A soft female voice spoke weakly in the background,

“Alexander, let me talk… I’ll apologize to Diana.”

“No. You didn't do anything wrong. Her doing that is insulting you.”

“But…”

“We can’t keep indulging her like this. These past few months she’s become more and more out of line…”

The two of them kept talking, their voices growing quieter. I don’t know what they discussed. In the end, Alexander hung up on me again.

They had completely disregarded my existence. I realized then that they had been crossing boundaries far longer than I had imagined.

I swallowed the bitter ache in my heart and bought a plane ticket for seven days later.

Then I began handling pack affairs.

A while later, Alexander called again. I hesitated, then answered.

“Darling? What I meant earlier was that you misunderstood. It’s not what you think between Evelyn and me.” His voice sounded anxious.

“I wasn’t overthinking. I know you…” care more about her.

Before I could finish, a strange sound came from his end.

“Alex… I… I feel so awful…”

“I’m begging you… help me… buy me some painkillers.”

Alexander’s breathing suddenly became ragged.

Stammering, he said,

“Diana, Evelyn has been having stomach pain, I'll go help her first.”

I opened my mouth in vain — the call disconnected before my voice could reach him.

The warmth that had just risen in my heart was brutally extinguished again.

The two of them, alone together for days, Alexander taking care of Evelyn with such tender attentiveness…

The suspicion in my heart was confirmed. Tears rolled down my cheeks, heartache so severe I could barely breathe.

The wound on my foot is getting more painful, so I can only go to the doctor first to get some medicine.

As soon as I comes back, Alexander was there. He pulled me tightly into his familiar embrace.

“I missed you so much, Diana!” Noticing that I wasn’t as enthusiastic as before, Alexander looked at me, puzzled. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

“Where’s Evelyn?” I didn’t answer his question.

At the mention of Evelyn, a sweet smile curved the corner of Alexander’s mouth.

“Her? She’s still a little unwell. Shut herself in her room.”

I nodded and turned to leave. Alexander suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pulling me forcefully back into his embrace.

His familiar warm breath brushed against my ear, sending a burning, tingling sensation.

“What’s going on with you? Are you still angry with me?”

My tone was icy: “No.”

“What's going on? Are you hurt?”

"Waiting for you guys in the snow, got a little frostbite."

Guilt flashed in his eyes. He helped me onto the sofa and took the ointment to apply on my foot.

Then he kissed my cheek and softly explained,

“Don’t be mad. Evelyn is just an Omega, with such a frail constitution, so I’ve been taking extra care of her.”

“I wanted to pick you up earlier, but she wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t be left alone…”

I pulled free of him: “So you just left me to take care of her all these days? Is sick Eveline more important than your mate?”

He chuckled suddenly,

“Are you jealous? How cute. Don’t worry, you’re in my heart.”

“My Luna is only you. This time, it was just because you were too busy.”

After putting on the medicine, he seemed a bit rushed.

saying he was going to take a shower, and made a point of taking his phone with him.