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I gave a light laugh, keeping my tone casual. “It’s just a wedding dress. If she likes it, let her have it.” Turning on my heel, I added over my shoulder, “I’ve got work at the Training Grounds. I’ll head out now.”
Alpha Waldo’s jaw clenched as he watched me walk away. He didn’t say a word, but his expression? A mix of confusion and frustration. Good. Let him stew.
Later that evening, to my utter disbelief, Alpha Waldo showed up at the Training Grounds.
It had been months since he bothered to pick me up, yet there he stood, holding a box. Inside was a small mango cake–Alanna’s favorite, not
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mine.
“Thought you might forget to eat,” he said, his voice carrying an awkward edge. He held the cake out like it was a peace offering, He wanted me to play along, to accept it the way I always
had.
but it might as well have been poison.
I almost laughed. Mangoes? After all this time, he still didn’t know I was allergic.
But instead of pointing it out, I smiled brightly, putting on a performance. “Wow, thank you! That’s so thoughtful of you.”
He blinked, caught off guard by my response. Maybe he was expecting me to hurl the cake at
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him–or better yet, at his car.
The drive home was stifling. Silence pressed down like a thick fog until he broke it.
“Valerie, are you mad at me?”
I was lost in my thoughts about the Wolf Training Program–wrapping up my project, preparing notes, and making sure my junior colleagues would have everything they needed.
“Sorry, what did you say?” I asked, not bothering to hide my distraction.
He slammed the brakes, his frustration bubbling over. “You’re still mad about the dress, aren’t
you?”
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I blinked at him, genuinely confused. “No, I’m not mad. Why would I be?”
He stared at me, his brow furrowing as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the steering wheel and muttered, “You’ve changed. You’re not… you anymore.”
He wasn’t wrong.
When Alanna returned to the SnowMoon Pack a
year ago, everything changed. Our relationship, once steady and comfortable, became a battlefield. She was the spark that lit every
argument.
“She’s like a sister to me,” he’d insist. “Stop being ridiculous.”
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The worst fight came when he finally snapped, his words cutting deeper than any claw ever could.
“Valerie, you’re unreasonable! If I had anything going on with Alanna, do you really think I’d still be with you? Valerie, you’re nothing without me. You’re just a broke orphan living off my generosity. If we broke up, you’d have nothing.” he raged.
We spent a month in cold silence after that. In the end, I swallowed my pride, apologizing and begging for forgiveness.
But love doesn’t vanish overnight–it fades slowly, piece by piece, like ice melting under the heat of the sun. Over the past year, the constant
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fighting, paired with Alanna’s smug presence, had drained whatever feelings I had left for him.
Now, I couldn’t even summon the energy to feel
anything.
I smiled faintly, trying to sound calm. “You’re right. I wasn’t very mature before, but I’ve grown up now. I’ll do better.”
The lie rolled off my tongue effortlessly. After all, in a week, I’d be gone.
That night, while Alpha Waldo showered, my phone buzzed with a notification.
Alanna’s latest post: In every one, she wore my wedding dress, her smile radiant as she clung to my fiancé.
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“Getting married to the one I love! OH!”
The comments were predictably fawning.
“Wait……. isn’t that Alpha Waldo?”
Alanna’s reply: “Yes! My brother spoils me the
most!”
I stared at the photos, a dull ache building in my chest. Then, I did the only logical thing. I liked the post, set my phone down, and climbed into
bed.
I had barely settled into the sheets when the bed beside me shifted. Alpha Waldo’s cold skin pressed against mine as he slid an arm around my waist.
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“Valerie…” he murmured, his warm breath against my ear as his hand slid under the hem of my nightgown, fingers trailing along my skin.
I shifted slightly, putting some distance between
- us.
Then, I gently took his hand and said, “Alpha
Waldo, I’m tired tonight. I don’t want to.”
In all the years we’d been together, I had never
refused him.
Back then, when we fought, things always ended the same way–his patience and teasing slowly wearing me down until I gave in, begging for him. And afterward, he’d hold me close, whispering sweet promises, telling me not to be
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jealous anymore.
But tonight, I felt nothing.
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