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ra'
northern territory and walk down the stairs of t
es from packmates, distant cousins, and a few old friends. But f
hadn't had that one-night stand with Jude-if I hadn't ended up pregnan
rs. He simply ignores me, as if I'm no
. I swallow it down and step into the wide, candlelit
ised me, hurries over to greet me, surprise flickering across
people even know I'm Luna; Leah is one
come back. Mireille shoul
ight in Mireille's room is still on. She's still n
r shoulders, completely absorbed in stringing polished ston
mes out softer than I e
here?" A bead rolls to a stop at my feet as she jumps up, scowling. "You
to a hug. I haven't seen her in two months; I just wanted to tell her how
xpression finally softens, but she still wants me go
a necklace this late?" I a
e. "This is for Aunt Bella. Her birthday is coming up. D
few days! Mom, you can't forget! She's your
aughter of the stepmoth
t hurts even more is that my own daughter has forgotten my
he string. "Mireille. do you remember what day it is today?" My v
cting me!" She frowns, but h
at once and, ignoring her protests, switch of
against the wood and force myself to
e knives. I brace a hand on
e last two years Jude has been spending more and more time with her, and Mireille has grown more and more attached to him. T
my little pup to stay by my side, but I coul
nths away from me, Mireille would be sta
th happened
of Mrs
m corridor. "Luna, I called Alpha Jude. He says h
Jude not coming home, I don't even have to think to
sible to ignore. I touch my neck; ther
ng tool, not his Luna. An Alpha's mark is different from other wol
d, and I am still only the
oesn't pick up. A few minutes
[What
ke the cold way he's treated
unch? Bring Mireille. The t
this will be
where. If I'm f
, Jude agree
[O
e doesn't send
ut my birthday. Not a trace
. I thought I was prepared for this, but it still hurts. I return
or a divorce. Maybe he thinks Mireille needs me. But
adow-she's a pureblood Alpha wolf. It feels like from the moment it was clear I bar
to prove anything to people who don't care anymore. The fact that my w
e. I immediately call one of my frie
ming back to the team? That's incredible-
orning, I'll give Jud
Mrs. Leah tells me she's already gone-and that
doesn't even want to waste a second on seeing me. We're head
ab to the restaurant, but when I walk toward the table I reserved,
buzzes. A te
celed. I don'
nd my birthday with them, and still they treat me this cruelly-includ
eyes seems to say, See? You're just as worthless as
eject him to his face, lay everything out in the open, b
ought-little trinkets and treats I picked out and made with
envelope, then drag my suitcase
. Tell him I'm leaving." My voice is steady, carryin
breath. I don't expla
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