เข้าสู่ระบบThe third time Jake—my fated mate and Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack—forced me to swear a blood oath and sever our mate bond to protect his pampered new Omega, I cut my palm without a word. His hand went still around his cigar. For a long moment, he looked down at me. Then a low, mocking laugh slipped from his throat. “When did my Luna get so obedient?” “Did you finally realize throwing tantrums won’t bring me back, so now you’re trying a new trick to get my attention?” I pulled my collar aside, exposing the faded mark on my neck—already dulled by medication—and kept my voice flat. “No. I’m just done fighting for you.” He didn’t know the Council had already approved my petition to leave the pack. After midnight tonight, he would never feel my wolf again.
ดูเพิ่มเติมI lowered my head.At last, the tears fell.“I still miss you so much.”“Sometimes, when I finish cooking, I reach for an extra bowl without thinking.”“And I still want to call and ask what to do when the sheep won’t eat.”I wiped my face with the back of my hand and gave a small laugh.“Though you probably wouldn’t know, either.”The wind stirred the paper around the flowers.I sat there for a long time.No calls came in.No one told me to hurry back.No one needed me to manage their feelings first.Before leaving, I took out a photograph and held it in front of her headstone.In it, I stood on my own porch, my hair blown loose by the wind, holding a lamb that had escaped through the fence.Beth had called my name just before taking the picture.I hadn’t had time to arrange my face.I had simply laughed.It wasn’t a polished photograph.There was mud on my shoes.My sleeves were rolled to different heights.Behind me sat a pile of feed I hadn’t finished unpacking.But I loved it.“Th
I sat in front of her and slowly told her about the past year.I told her I’d bought a ranch.It wasn’t big, but it got wonderful sunlight.I told her about my neighbor, who was very direct and had informed me on her first visit that my sheep might be smarter than I was.I told her about the young French man I’d hired.He had been a good worker with an equally good appetite. Now he was interning at a much larger ranch.I told her I’d learned to repair a small section of fence.Though Beth hadn’t trusted it and had gone to check it again the next day.I laughed at that.Wind moved through the pines with a soft rustle.I paused.“Mom, I didn’t go back with Jake.”My eyes still burned when I said it.Not because I felt guilty.Because I could finally sit in front of her and tell her what I had truly chosen.“I know you used to love him.”“I did, too.”“But I don’t want to make excuses for him anymore.”I touched her name on the headstone.“And I don’t want to spend the rest of my life hat
He had lost a lot of weight.His once carefully styled hair had been cut short.His jacket looked worn. The sleeves were rolled back, exposing his wrists.When someone came to buy apples, he looked up and told them the price in an even voice.No one called him Alpha.No one rushed to explain themselves when he frowned.He handed over the change and said thank you.I watched for a while from behind the flower shop’s window.My chest didn’t suddenly tighten.There was no sense of victory, either.Only the clear realization that the man I’d once believed I could never escape was now simply someone making a life by the side of a road.He had lost his power because of what he’d done.Losing his legs was a separate act of violence. It wasn’t something to celebrate.The two things didn’t need to be confused.I didn’t have to save him.I didn’t have to watch him suffer to prove I’d survived.The florist wrapped my white roses and asked whether they were a gift.“For my mom.”“Would you like a
Before summer, Lucas finished his courses.He was offered an internship at a large ranch and came to tell me, hesitant.I was happy for him.“Of course you should go.”“What about this place?”“I’ll hire someone else.”He looked a little disappointed.“You answered too quickly.”I laughed.“Should I have started with, ‘What will I do without you?’”He considered that seriously.“You could say it once.”“All right.”I cleared my throat.“What will the storage shed do without you?”He finally laughed.Before leaving, he organized all my tools and wrote a simple maintenance checklist.He even made a special note about the sheep most likely to squeeze through the fence.“Don’t trust it just because it looks innocent.”I promised I wouldn’t.After he left, the yard was quieter for a little while.I didn’t feel abandoned.Someone could come into my life, do good things, leave warmth behind, and then go on to follow his own path.It could be that simple.A relationship didn’t have to last for












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