Semua Bab My Ex-Mate Wants Me Back: Too bad, I'm Taken: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I didn't stay to see them kiss. I ran. I ran to our bedroom, the room where we had slept together for five years, but had never truly been together.The scent of his expensive cologne hung in the air, a cruel reminder of the man who had just told his ex-girlfriend that marrying me was his biggest regret. I collapsed onto the edge of the bed, my hands shaking so hard I had to tuck them under my thighs.The door clicked open. I didn't even have to look up to know it was him. The heavy, oppressive weight of his Alpha aura filled the room, making it hard to breathe."Pack a small bag," Logan said. His voice was like a shard of ice. "I've already moved your things to the servants' quarters in the West Wing. Chloe will be taking this room."I looked up, my eyes stinging. "Our room? You’re giving her our bed, Logan? It’s our anniversary!"Logan didn't even flinch. He walked over to the dresser and picked up a heavy manila envelope. He tossed it onto the duvet next to me. "It was our annivers

She draped it over my shivering shoulders, the rough fabric a stark contrast to the ruined silk of my anniversary dress.Then, the second horn blew. The Long Hunt."They’re crossing the tree line," the younger rogue hissed, pulling a jagged blade from his belt. "We need to run, Ryan. There's at least a dozen Enforcers."Ryan didn't pull a weapon. He didn't even flinch. He kept his molten amber eyes locked on me. "Let them cross. I could use the exercise.""Ryan, stop playing," Melissa snapped, pulling me up by the elbow. "If we fight them here, we risk the girl. She’s half-dead already. Her wolf is completely dormant."Ryan’s jaw clenched. He looked at my bare, bleeding feet, then toward the dark woods where the sound of snapping branches was growing louder. With a low, frustrated growl, he stepped forward and scooped me into his arms like I weighed nothing."We go home," Ryan commanded."Home?" I rasped, my voice barely working. "I thought you were rogues."Ryan let out a dark, chest

GiulianaThe silence didn’t last.It never did in rooms like this.“This has never happened before,” someone muttered to the left.“A rejected mate forming a second bond?” another voice questioned, disbelief spilling out of their tone.“Is that even allowed?” a woman near the elders asked, leaning closer like she needed confirmation to breathe properly.I swallowed, my gaze shifting across the room as more people joined in.“Can a rejected mate be reclaimed?” an older Alpha demanded, his tone sharp, directed at no one and everyone at the same time.“That depends on the circumstances,” one of the elders replied carefully, rubbing his chin as though the answer might appear there. “But a second bond complicates things.”My fingers tightened slightly in Ryan’s hold before I forced myself to relax them again.“Does a new bond override the old one?” another voice pressed.“That’s not something we’ve had to decide before,” someone else admitted.The discussion grew louder, faster, questions

GiulianaA knock on the door interrupted whatever Ryan was about to say. Ryan didn’t even look annoyed, he just tilted his head slightly, already expecting it.“The elders wish to meet you, Alpha,” the guard announced from behind the door.Ryan exhaled through his nose, dragging a hand down his face before answering, “I’ll be there soon.”Footsteps retreated, fading down the corridor, and for a moment the room fell quiet again. He turned back to me, his gaze softer than it had any right to be considering everything that had happened between us.“I have to go attend to pack duty,” he muttered, already reaching for his jacket. “You can walk around if you want, just don’t wander too far.”I folded my arms, leaning slightly against the edge of the table. “What, you think I’ll get kidnapped again?”His jaw tightened at that, a flicker of something dark crossing his eyes. “Just stay within the main grounds.”I huffed under my breath but didn’t argue. He hesitated for a second like he wanted

GiulianaPeople lowered their voices when I walked past.I kept my head up and continued moving, my steps steady as I crossed the corridor leading into the main sitting area, ignoring the glances that followed me from one end to the other. It had been like this every day since I got here, the looks, the quiet murmurs, the way conversations shifted the moment I appeared.A week had passed.One full week since the pack hall, since Logan walked out, since I accepted a bond I had not planned for. A week since I became Luna here, and still, nothing about this place had settled into something I could call mine.I adjusted the sleeve of my dress, smoothing it over my wrist as I walked. Ria had chosen it for me that morning, something simple but fitting, and I wore it because she insisted, not because I cared what anyone here thought.“Good morning, Luna,” a servant greeted as I passed.I gave a small nod. “Good morning.”The title sat on me, but not the same way it used to. Back in Blackwood