After Rejection, My Ex-Alpha Wants Me Back.

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Knock

aps against my door. I gla

trying to sneak in food, or Candace attempting, again, to co

knocking on my d

lege hoodie, my packed suitcase open beside me. Three days. That's all I'v

ll out, not bot

en, his eyes darts ti me for a seco

ago. His dark hair is disheveled like he's been running his hands through it,

o

arts, and I h

ur wedding was 'politically necessary,' save it. I've alr

That's not w

k me how I'm feeling? Finally decided that maybe rejecting me in

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deliver another heartfelt message from your new wife? I'm sure Seraphina w

nd pack politics," he says tersely, and something bitter c

l learning o

cked. His hands are shaking slightly. I've known Damien Cross for eight years, and I

listen to me,"

out ju

nd of my brand,

im gathering himself, like he's bracing for impa

e plans, fake deaths, mystical magic that erases mate bonds. All the despe

ing and apparently failing, because Damien's expression

rry

f I'm dreaming, because that sentence makes approxim

orry,

t like it's simple. Like it

ed a head injury. "You married someone three days ago. Three. Days. Ago. In front of th

kno

want to tell me the ink on that marriage certificate

ot like

ecause from where I'm standing, it sounds like you're asking me to be your mistress so you c

s. "If you'd le

w you want me to be your dirty little secret after publicly h

riv

to-be tone that probably works on everyone else but just makes me want to punch h

ly stare at him like h

told me the other day that fated mates are sacred and undeniab

can be stron

?" I laugh, and it sounds genuinely unhinged. "You know what? Let's talk about that, because I'm curious. How exactly does this work in your fantas

ce is ans

k onto my bed because my legs suddenly feel unrel

he only

he hurt, all the anger, all the betrayal show on my face. "Your guilt is not my problem. Your guilt about rejecting me is not my pr

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I thought when you said you'd choose me, you meant it." My voice breaks slightly... "And then y

my true

again, pacing because if I sit still I might break something. "But this? This is not acceptance. This i

ing almost desperate in his voice now. "He'll control you. You'll be Luna of a pa

ap. "But you know what's worse than all of that? Knowing that the person I trusted

elping

t of both worlds. Your political alliance with Seraphina, your fated mate, and your safe little affair with me

n't fin

eve?" I finish coldly. "Because I'm nobody importan

erate proposals. He's not here because he cares about me. He's here because Kieran's arriva

repeats rhe same fucking words t

. There's a difference." I move to my

one you pledged your life to, and you're going to pretend this conversation never happened. And I'm going to pack my things and prepare

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phina and forgot I existed." I open my door pointedly. "Thank y

elf, probably calculating whether he can charm his way out of this. Wh

a mistake," h

smile. "At least Kieran was honest about what he wanted from

behind him, leaning against it until I h

ase and cry, because apparent

ien looked at me like I mattered. I just can