Chapter 19
The construction of the pack in the town was nearly complete. Most houses still retained their original structures, with only reinforcements added to the walls.
Education, training, and medical facilities had also been established, and the pack members living in the town were
genuinely happy.
“It’s wonderful. Your efforts have truly been worthwhile,” Deacon praised sincerely, standing beside Chelsea by the
window as they watched the young wolves outside.
“Everyone has contributed. I think it turned out really well.” Chelsea smiled warmly but then gathered herself, a hint of
reluctance in her eyes. “We should go. There are other places that need us.”
Chelsea wanted to help more people with her strength, giving more children access to education and providing support to
the elder werewolves.
“All right, let’s go,” Deacon said, a quiet smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The subtle change in their relationship was evident; at least now she no longer sent him away.
But the day before Chelsea’s departure, Adam found her.
Traci led him inside, her expression guarded as she warned Chelsea, “Sweet girl, this one’s not a good guy. Stay away from
him. I’ll be outside. Call me if you need anything.”
Chelsea smiled faintly and turned to look at Adam standing by the door.
Seeing him again, she was even calmer than she had expected, as if facing a strange visitor.
Nearly two years apart had changed him drastically. He was thinner, with exhaustion and weariness etched deeply into his
face. The bright light that once shone in his eyes had vanished, leaving him submerged in darkness.
He was no longer the radiant, gentle man who once made her heart flutter with a single glance.
“It’s been a while, Alpha,” Chelsea said calmly, her tone flat and without emotion.
Adam’s eyes instantly reddened. Her distant demeanor stabbed sharply at his heart.
He had imagined countless reunion scenes-her crying, throwing tantrums, hysterically demanding why he had lied to
her…
But never had he expected her to be this detached, as if she had never loved him at all.
“Babe… please don’t treat me like this,” he stammered, his voice hoarse and torn.
“Alpha, we had never sealed the mate bond. I’m not your Luna. It ended between us long ago. No matter what you say, I
don’t want to hear it,” Chelsea cut him off.
He shook his head desperately, rushed forward, and reached out to embrace her.
“No, you are my Luna. I love you.”
Chelsea stepped back and raised her hand, delivering a sharp slap.
“Alpha, show some respect.
