I Broke My Bond with the Alpha
The day I dissolved the mate bond, I called my childhood friend to pick me up.
I had a bank card with barely any balance left, my phone, and the same clothes I had worn the day I moved into this house. That was everything I owned after all those years living in the pack.
My mate, Derek Anderson, called to say I had left a few things behind.
"Forget it. Just throw them away."
He seemed reluctant to give up.
"Your son keeps saying he wants to see you."
I dragged my suitcase behind me and walked away without looking back.
"Tell him he'll have a new mom soon. The one he's always wanted."
Like father, like son. They even fell for the same woman.
In the past, I would have asked myself, 'Why won't they even look at me? I've given them so much.'
Now, I felt nothing. If they didn't love me, then so be it. I would let them go and let myself go in the process too.
My childhood best friend, Eric Keaton, helped me with my luggage and opened the door of his Maybach. I said one last thing to my mate.
"I won't ever disturb you and your son again."
After a long time, he found me. He grabbed my arm like a madman and stared at me in despair.
"Leah Sullivan, why don't you care about us anymore?"