"Would it have changed anything if I'd told you?"The line went silent.Ronan knew exactly where those words came from. Every time I'd tried to discuss his coldness, he'd ended the argument with the same question.When he spoke again, his voice had softened. "There's a small Alpha dinner on Friday. Several people you've always wanted to meet will be there with their mates. I can come to London and bring you back.""I'm not going."Months ago, I'd been desperate to feel like part of his world. Ronan always said he needed space and that pack business wasn't for me. Now that I'd walked away, he suddenly wanted to open the door."You used to go out with Harper all the time," he continued, sounding like he was working through a list. "From now on, I can take you shopping, to shows, or away for the weekend. Whatever you want."I almost laughed. I'd begged him to do those things for years, but there was always another meeting, another patrol schedule, another excuse. Eventually, the shows end
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