“Are you going now?” Lynn asks Natalie and watches her prepare her things. Natalie glances at her and nods before smiling at her; she then puts the ring that Norwan gave her after their mateship one year ago in a small box.
“Yes.” She answered and watched the ring in the box for a minute. She never expected in her life that she would have to return this ring to Norwan. For Natalie, this ring signifies his love for her, and this is the special gift she received from him.
“What are you going to do? What gift do you say you will give to Norwan?” Lynn asks and sits in front of her friend. Natalie looked at her with a fake smile.
“I will give the gift that I never wanted to give,” Natalie said, suddenly remembering how she was happy with Norwan even though it was the opposite of his feelings for her.
“I always wanted to be a perfect wife for him and a good wife simultaneously. But knowing these things will happen because of the wrong accusation, I will live alone again, away from him.” Natalie said and swallowed as she stopped herself to cry in front of her friend.
“Are you really dedicated to your decision now?” Lynn asked. Natalie nods at her and smiles bitterly.
“Letting him go doesn’t mean that I will fall into silence after what they did to me,” Natalie said as she remembered how Dixie, Cora, and Norwan treated her. Dixie constantly criticizes her and even insults her in front of so many visitors on their wedding day, but Natalie ignores that as she wants to do at that time is to love Norwan. Even though his mom and his sister dislike Natalie, now Natalie is done and can’t take anymore. She has already awakened herself from Norwan, never giving her the love she wanted. She knew to herself that Norwan married her for the sake of the protection of his clan.
Natalie knew from the first place that Norwan didn’t love her, and her hopes were just high, and her expectations ate her away from reality.
“Oh, Natalie, I didn’t want to see you like this. This is not what I wanted to see.” Lynn said and held Natalie’s left hand.
“I am now ready to terminate my mateship with him as I know this won’t go far good anymore,” Natalie said and sighed.
“I already made up my mind to end this. Besides, I will be the next Alpha of our clan, so I don’t need to worry about his clan anymore.” Natalie added and looked at the big picture hanging on her room wall. This picture was taken after the ceremony of their mateship. Looking at the photo makes her remember how the tradition goes by and how they both pray in front of the altar of the Moon Goddess.
“I will see Norwan today and ask him to see me in front of the Altar of Moon Goddess, where our mateship ceremony was held, so that we can start to do the termination of the mateship ceremony, and after that, the bond between the two of us will vanish in the air,” Natalie said and stood up from her chair.
Lynn follows her with her eyes and smiles bitterly to her friend.
“If that’s what you want, then I will support you. Just take care, okay?” Lynn said and stood up from her seat. Natalie smiles at her and nods before she walks away from her friend.
After a few minutes, Natalie arrived at the Northan Pack place and saw how those eyes from the werewolves under Norwan’s power looked at her with disgust and full of criticism. But then she ignores their stares and whispers as she walks towards Norwan’s place, where he is also looking and watching her approach him.
“She’s the one who pushed Ms. Cora off the cliff, right?”
“She really has a thick face; she still goes here after what she’s done.”
“KILLER!”
Natalie stopped walking as she was already in front of Norwan, who was looking at her with cold eyes.
“Why are you here?” Teodor, beta of Norwan ask. Natalie didn’t turn to look at him; instead, her gaze was fixed on Norwan.
“Let’s see each other at the place where our mateship was held,” Natalie says to Norwan. Everyone looks to Norwan, who is emotionless while looking at Natalie.
“We will start the ceremony for the termination of our mateship.” She said with her cold voice. “I will wait for you there.” She added before turning her back to him and starting to walk away. Norwan, on the other hand, watched her walk away from him and smirk.
“You can’t live without me, Natalie.” He said, which caused everyone to laugh at Natalie and criticize her again. Natalie didn’t stop walking until she reached her car and entered it. Her heart is aching after she hears what Norwan says. Norwan knows how much Natalie loves him, but he doesn’t know how much Natalie is hurt by his actions.
The night came, and the light from the moon reflected to the Alter of the Moon Goddess. Natalie arrives in front of the Altar of Moon Goddess, where their mateship ceremony was held one year ago. Seeing this place right now hurts Natalie again because she saw her old self marrying the wrong person. She never wanted to do this, terminating her mateship with him, but this is the right thing for her as she wants to seek revenge for what they did to her, especially to Norwan, who always hurts her, not physically but mentally and emotionally.
A black-tinted car stopped nearby, and Natalie saw it was Norwan’s car; she turned her back from the car and ready herself for what would happen next, knowing their mateship would be successfully terminated any minute now.
“I didn’t know you were really dedicated to these things,” Norwan says. Natalie didn’t turn to look at him. Instead, she grabbed a little blade from her pocket and started to cut her arms, which caused blood to come out from her arms; she then looked to Norwan, who was watching her, and gave the blade she used to cut her arm. Norwan smirks as he accepts the knife and starts to cut himself, too. After that, she throws the sword away and looks at Natalie, who is watching him.
“Just so you know, this is what I really wanted to do for a long time,” Norwan said. Natalie ignores him, closes her eyes, and starts to pray to the Moon Goddess, who gives bounds to them. Norwan laughed a little before he began praying to the moon goddess; after a minute, Natalie opened her eyes and looked at Norwan. Her heart was tearing apart while looking at him, but she kept herself calm as she didn’t want to cry in front of him. Norwan finishes his prayers, and with that, the bond that connects the both of them vanishes, and a little mark on their neck is erased automatically, which means that the termination of their mateship is successful.
Natalie took a deep breath and looked at Norwan.
“Thanks for everything.” She said in her cold voice. Norwan suddenly looked at Natalie’s neck and saw that the mark on her neck was already gone; he didn’t know why, but seeing the mark not on her neck made him feel something strange.
“I knew you couldn’t live without me,” Norwan says. Natalie just laughed at him and smiled bitterly.
“If that’s what you believe, go, but I have words for you, Norwan,” Natalie said, looking into his eyes.
“After this, you’re no longer welcome to my life again, and I swear in front of the Moon Goddess Altar that you will chase me one day… and if that happens, I will just laugh at you like you did to me back then,” Natalie said and turn her back to him.
The fire had nearly gone out. Just embers now, glowing faintly in the hearth like distant stars. Natalie stirred, curling closer to Norwan’s chest, her breath warm against his collarbone. Outside, the wind had quieted. The whole estate, the world even, seemed to be holding its breath.Norwan looked down at her, heart full.He thought about everything—the pain they’d walked through, the sharp words, the silences, the impossible distance that had once stretched between them. And he thought about how they had come back. Not the same, but stronger. Truer. Real.His fingers gently brushed a curl away from her cheek. She sighed in her sleep, and something in him stirred with a quiet, steady certainty.Now.He reached into his coat pocket—he’d been carrying it for weeks. Waiting. Wondering. But tonight… there was no wondering. Only clarity.He shifted carefully, reaching for the small velvet pouch. Natalie stirred as he moved, blinking herself awake with a sleepy murmur. “What time is it?”“
The old vineyard estate looked different in the spring.The ivy on the walls had crept higher, full and green, curling over the window frames like nature had decided to reclaim the stone in the softest of ways. Blossoms bloomed along the edges of the courtyard, painting the corners with blush pink and cream. Lanterns swung gently from the carved wooden posts near the entrance, catching the warm afternoon light.Norwan held Natalie’s hand as they approached the heavy oak doors. She squeezed his fingers once—not nervous, but… aware. Of what this meant. Of how far they'd come.They were here together.As one.And that wasn’t just a step forward—it was a declaration.The door swung open before they could knock.Don Grego stood there in his crisp tunic, white hair swept back, and a look in his eyes that turned immediately to warmth the second he saw them.“Natalie,” he greeted first, voice rich with pride. “You came.”“And I brought this one with me,” she said, nudging Norwan’s shoulder pl
AFTER Five months.That’s how long it had been since Norwan first stood beneath the garden’s twisted archway again, with Natalie only a few paces away but heartbreaks apart.He hadn’t expected her to forgive him right away—hadn’t even dared hope. But he came back every week, sometimes with tea, sometimes with silence, sometimes with stories from the outpost or awkward attempts at old jokes she used to laugh at. Sometimes she walked away. Sometimes she listened. But slowly, something had changed.She stopped flinching when he touched her hand.She started asking him questions again—nothing deep at first, just idle curiosities. But over time, her words sharpened. So did her gaze. She stopped waiting to see if he’d break her again, and started watching to see if he’d stay.And he had. He stayed through her guarded silences, through her sharp comments and long absences. He stayed when she didn’t answer his letters. When she didn’t come to the solstice feast. When she didn’t say his name f
The cliffs were quieter now. The wind had lost its bite, and the sky hung in a heavy kind of hush, thick with the weight of words unspoken.Norwan walked beside Drixie, his shoulders hunched, hands shoved into his coat pockets. They hadn’t spoken since leaving the garden—just the crunch of gravel underfoot and the low murmur of distant waves.He didn’t know what to say.Or maybe, he was just afraid of what would come out if he tried.Drixie glanced at him sideways, her steps slowing to match his. “So… we just gonna keep walking until the sun explodes or do you want to talk about it?”Norwan exhaled through his nose. “I don’t know what to say.”“That’s funny. You used to have so much to say when you were telling me I was overreacting about Natalie.”He winced. “Drix…”“I’m not trying to rub salt,” she said, holding up a hand. “I’m trying to remind you that you weren’t exactly a saint either.”His mouth opened, then closed.Drixie stopped walking and leaned against a lichen-covered boul
The morning breeze was cool, laced with the scent of sea salt and honeyed flowers. Natalie sat on the stone ledge just outside the estate garden, barefoot, her wrap slipping from one shoulder. The sky was still pale with morning light, the world slow to wake—except for Norwan.He stood behind her, arms loose around her waist, chin resting lightly on her shoulder. They weren’t speaking, not really. Just… being.There was something sacred in that quiet. A peace she hadn’t expected to find so soon.“I forgot what this felt like,” he murmured, breath warm against her skin. “Just… existing with you.”“You never really existed with me,” she said, not cruelly—just honest. “You stood beside me. But you were always somewhere else.”Norwan tensed slightly, then nodded. “You’re right.”She reached up, her fingers brushing the side of his hand. “You’re here now.”“I am.”He pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck. It was soft. Unhurried. She didn’t move away.Natalie leaned back against him, and
The wind had quieted by the time they walked back toward the estate. The path curved gently through wild grass and dune flowers, and though they walked close, their hands didn’t touch. Not yet.Natalie had always been the one who forgave too easily. Who filled the silence between heartbreak and healing with hope. But this time, she needed more than words. More than promises spoken through the haze of guilt and longing.This time, she would test him.They reached the guest suite just as the sun began casting golden light across the windows. Natalie stopped at the threshold and turned to face Norwan, studying the lines of his face.“I’m not inviting you in,” she said evenly. “Not yet.”“I wasn’t expecting you to,” Norwan replied, voice calm but rough.She nodded, her gaze searching. “I want to believe you. But belief isn’t trust. And trust…” She exhaled. “Trust is earned.”“I understand,” he said.Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Then prove it.”Norwan lifted his chin. “How?”She considered