Katherine Harrington: Sebastian didn’t even look at me when he spoke. “Let’s get divorced again.” His voice was mechanical, hollowed out, as if the words had been rehearsed in front of a mirror until all feeling bled away. “I promise you, after this one, I’ll give you the grand wedding you’ve always dreamed of. The dress, the flowers, the entire pack watching. Maybe then we can finally tell them we’re married… officially.” The promise hung between us like smoke, pretty, intangible, already dissolving. What else could I have expected? This was the tenth time. Ten times he had slid those same papers across the table. Ten times he had chosen her. Helen. His moonlight. The beta’s golden daughter. The one who had rejected him years ago, left him broken under a storm-soaked sky, only to waltz back the moment his name appeared in lights and his books lined bookstore shelves. I reached for the pen. My fingers felt numb, distant, like they belonged to someone else. I held
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