QUEENETH’S POV“Reject me,” I whispered, voice trembling, my fingers twisted together in front of me. “Please, Alpha… just reject me.”He looked at me like I’d lost my mind. His jaw tightened, veins standing out on his neck.“Queeneth,” he said, his voice low, “you don’t know what you’re asking for.”“I do,” I said, though my throat burned. “You have Success. You have your pack. You don’t need me. Please.”He stared at me for a long time, his eyes flickering with something I couldn’t name. Anger. Pain. Maybe both. Then, without another word, he turned around and left, his footsteps fading into silence.The door clicked shut behind him.And I broke.My chest ached like something had been ripped out of me. The mate bond burned faintly, a soft sting deep under my skin, as if it refused to let go no matter how much I begged. I sank into my bed and buried my face in the pillow, trying to cry quietly, but the sobs still came, slow and heavy.When I finally slept off, it wasn’t peace that fo
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