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Chapter 2

Author: Serein M
The next morning, I started packing. I bought a ticket to the Southern Lands for the following day.

I wasn't finished when I heard the front door unlock. Ryker was back.

The moment he pushed open the bedroom door, the cloying scent of another she-wolf hit me.

Isla's scent. It was clinging to him like a brand.

My wolf snarled in my chest.

No Alpha in his right mind would let another Omega's scent linger on him so heavily.

"Freya?" He saw my suitcase and frowned. "Are you going on a trip?"

I didn't turn around. I just kept folding my jacket. "Something like that."

"Is it for the Alliance?" He relaxed. "Good. I thought for a second..."

You thought what?

That I was angry about last night?

"I stayed at a hotel," he explained, his voice a little strained. "Calming Isla's wolf took a long time. It got too late, and I didn't want to wake you."

My hands paused.

A hotel?

Liar. Then why did you reek of her, like you'd spent the night tangled in her sheets?

"Mm," was all I said.

Ryker moved toward me, reaching for a hug, but I sidestepped him.

His hands froze in mid-air before he let them drop awkwardly.

"When will you be back?" he asked.

"Not sure."

I wanted to tell him I was never coming back.

I wanted to tell him I’d already filed a request with the Elders to leave the pack.

I wanted to tell him that three years of waiting had burned through all my patience and love.

But I opened my mouth and said nothing.

"I have to deal with something at the academy. I'll probably be out until this evening," he said, walking to the safe in the corner of our bedroom.

He took out a deep blue box.

I knew what was inside.

The Moonstone Necklace—his mother's heirloom, meant only for the pack's true Luna, said to have the power to soothe a wolf's soul.

It was one of the most sacred relics in the entire Northern Alliance.

"I... have something to take care of," he said, clutching the box, his eyes darting away from mine.

A bitter sting pricked my nose.

I had wanted to tell him I was leaving the pack, but it seemed he always had something more important to do.

"Go on," I said, my back to him.

Ryker gave me a hurried kiss on the forehead and rushed out.

The moment the door clicked shut, something shattered.

On the fireplace mantel, the Blood Amber stone began to tremble violently.

It was the symbol of our fated bond, a sacred stone blessed by the Moon Goddess herself at our Luna Ceremony.

As long as our bond was strong, it glowed with a warm, red light.

But now, spiderweb cracks spread through it.

The lingering scent of Isla on Ryker was an assault on our fated bond.

CRACK.

The amber stone shattered from within, its pieces scattering across the floor.

I sank to my knees but made no move to pick up the broken shards.

Three years ago, Ryker had knelt on one knee and placed this stone on my wrist, promising me a perfect future.

Now it was in pieces.

Just like us.

I knew then that there was no saving us.

Our mate bond was already hanging by a thread, too weak to even withstand the scent of another Omega.

I gathered the fragments into a small box.

Just as I finished packing, my phone rang.

"Freya! You need to see the pack feed, right now!" My best friend Sophia's voice was furious. "That bitch! She actually..."

"What is it?"

"She's wearing the moonstone necklace! The heirloom for the Luna! She's flaunting it all over the academy, saying it's a 'special gift' from Ryker for the third anniversary of her first shift!"

The phone slipped from my hand.

The moonstone necklace. He really gave it to her.

Three years...

Three years ago today was the day our first bonding ceremony was canceled.

The sharp pain returned to my chest. I fought back the tears, my voice bitter.

"It doesn't matter, Sophia. I'm going to reject him for good."

"Reject him?" Sophia gasped. "Freya, that requires the Elders' approval! And the rejection backlash... it could kill you!"

"There's nothing left to bond," I cut her off, my voice cold. "Because he never marked me. He never completed the bond."

"What?!" Sophia's voice grew louder, but my heart only grew clearer.

That's right. For three whole years, he never marked me. Thirty-three times.
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