Chapter 7
Beta Aurelian’s eyes burned with an intensity I couldn’t look away from, his hands trembling ever so slightly as he reached into his pocket. With deliberate precision, he pulled out the Mate Bond ring–the one he had chosen for me with such care. His fingers brushed mine as he slid the ring onto my finger, sealing our connection with a silent promise that reverberated deep within
- me.
But before we could savor the moment, a guttural cry shattered the atmosphere.
“No!”
The room froze. The sharpness of the voice reverberated through the hall, making my heart skip a beat. My eyes snapped to the
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entrance, and there he stood–Alpha Lorcan, wild–eyed, breath ragged, clothes soaked in sweat and rain. His chest heaved with every labored breath. He had traveled through the night, driven by an obsession that refused to release him.
“Galadriel, you can’t do this!” he shouted, his voice raw, a mix of desperation and fury. “We were supposed to bond! How could you turn your back on me and Mate him?”
The room was electric with tension, the Pack members exchanging stunned looks, whispers echoing like a storm itself. My pulse quickened, but I held my ground.
Beta Aurelian’s face hardened, a mask of stoic determination. His posture shifted, becoming even more commanding, a silent promise of power he never needed to speak. He stepped forward, positioning himself like
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a protective barrier between me and Alpha Lorcan. His voice rang out, commanding, unwavering. “Warriors, remove this wolf.”
Before I could even process his words, a horde of warriors rushed forward, their eyes burning with resolve. “At your command, Alpha!” they bellowed in unison, their feet pounding the floor like an approaching war drum.
My breath caught. Alpha Aurelian?
It hit me like a bolt of lightning. Aurelian wasn’t just any Beta–he was an Alpha in his own right, from another Pack, one of immense power. His presence had always held weight, but now, in this moment, it was undeniable. I looked up at him, a mixture of awe and uncertainty swirling in my chest.
He caught my gaze, his lips curving into a
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smile, but there was something dangerous in his eyes. “Galadriel, I didn’t mean to hide it from you,” he said softly, his voice laced with an edge of amusement. “I just wanted to surprise you.”
A mixture of confusion and relief washed over me. I wasn’t sure whether to feel betrayed or to admire his cunning. This moment, this choice, was mine to make. And as I faced the storm brewing around me, I knew it had already started.
I turned back to Alpha Lorcan, his eyes burning into me with unspoken pain. His expression–a mask of betrayal and sorrow -had once been my world. But now, all I saw was a faded memory, one I couldn’t afford to hold onto anymore.
“Alpha Lorcan,” I said, my voice cold, steady. “I know everything about you and Marigold.”
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His pupils dilated, his body stiffening as if my words physically struck him. “What…?” His voice faltered, a tremor in his hands. “You–you don’t understand..”
“From the moment you betrayed me, we were finished,” I continued, my words cutting through the silence like a blade. “I don’t need your excuses. Your actions spoke louder than any apology.”
He staggered back, his face blanching as if the weight of my words had crushed him. His breath hitched, his eyes imploring. “Galadriel, I was wrong… Please. Just a moment of weakness. I’ll do anything. Forgive me. I need you.”
I let out a bitter laugh, sharp and cold. His words, his regret–none of it mattered anymore. His betrayal had suffocated the
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love I once felt for him, leaving only an empty shell.
“I can’t,” I whispered. “Not after everything.”
Despair twisted Alpha Lorcan’s face, his features crumbling in agony. He took a step forward, trembling with emotion, but before he could reach me, the warriors seized him. His body went rigid, but his voice broke as he screamed my name, over and over, a desperate plea that rang in my ears long after the warriors had dragged him away. His cries grew fainter, swallowed by the distance as they pulled him into the shadows.
Aurelian’s hand found mine, his grip gentle yet grounding. His touch, steady and unwavering, anchored me to the present. “Let him go,” he whispered against my ear, his voice smooth and reassuring. “We’ve made our choice. It’s time to move forward.”
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I nodded, a wave of calm washing over me as we continued the ceremony, our Mate bond now sealed before the Pack. The weight of the moment settled around me, heavy and freeing in equal measure. A part of me felt the last of the chains that had held me to the past break.
But even as the ceremony concluded, I knew Alpha Lorcan’s story with me wasn’t over. His presence lingered like a storm cloud on the horizon, refusing to dissipate.
Days passed, and despite the life I tried to build, Alpha Lorcan remained. He had abandoned his Pack, forsaking everything he once stood for, and now he lingered outside my home, a shadow in the distance, always watching. Always waiting.
I ignored him. He was nothing but a ghost
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now–a relic of a past that could never be resurrected.
One storm–lashed evening, as lightning cracked the sky and thunder rumbled in the distance, Alpha Aurelian and I stood side by side, watching the rain slam against the windows. I didn’t need to look twice to know he was there. Alpha Lorcan’s figure, drenched, trembling, remained frozen outside.
Aurelian chuckled, his voice low and dark, carrying a tone I didn’t quite recognize. “Do you think he’ll leave tonight?” he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
I didn’t bother to glance outside again. “If he hasn’t left yet, the storm’s not going to convince him.”
Aurelian’s chuckle deepened, then he leaned
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down, brushing a kiss across my temple before guiding me back to curbed.
But as I pulled the curtains closed, something inside me stirred–adtark premonition, a flicker of recognition.ltturned.
There he was–still there. Alpha Lorcan stood, drenched to the bone, his formbarely visible through the torrential downpour. His eyes locked onto mine, filled with something darker–a desperation so raw, so primallitt seemed to pulse in the air.
Before I could turn away, his gaze pinned me in place.
“Galadriel!” His scream was a jagged cut through the storm, his voice raw with agony “I’m begging you! Come back to me! I made a horrible mistake! Please! I can’t live without
you!”
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The rain lashed against him, his body shaking from the weight of his emotions. For a split second, something inside me flickered -a spark of pity, perhaps even the echo of a love I had once known.
But it was fleeting. A shadow. A weakness | could no longer afford.
I sighed, not wanting to disturb the neighbors, grabbed an umbrella, and headed downstairs.
Stepping out into the fury of the storm, I walked toward him. The umbrella barely shielded me from the torrential downpour, and as I drew closer, Alpha Lorcan looked worse than I’d imagined–his features drawn, exhausted, his eyes empty, broken.
I stood there, staring at the man who had
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And I felt… nothing.
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