hapter 4
Anderson never reached out to me even after my abortion.
He thought I was throwing a tantrum and trying to get his attention.
He also started posting photos on public platforms.
There were photos of them picking out their wedding home, buying furniture, and taking wedding photos together…
I didn’t react. Instead, I contacted my teacher and accepted a task to collect herbs on an isolated, snow–covered island.
When that beta took me to the treatment station, he secretly hid the truth about the avalanche in my bag, which I handed over to my teacher.
When I realized the avalanche was caused by the Alpha illegally developing the sacred altar, I felt endless rage.
The last bit of affection I had immediately disappeared.
After handling everything, I returned to the residence meant for the Luna.
I packed up everything that symbolized my identity as Luna, along with all the evidence I had gathered about the abuse in the correctional facility.
I entrusted everything to a beta I had once helped.
Rhys was beaten on the head while in the correctional facility, and even after recovering, he suffered memory loss due to brain damage.
To keep him from reliving that pain, I rarely mentioned the past to him. Looking back now, that concern was completely
unnecessary.
Before leaving the pack, I cut off all contact with Anderson and Rhys and unilaterally severed our mate bond. The forced dissolution of the mate bond left me feeling suffocated, as if a piece of my soul had been ripped away.
But Anderson wouldn’t have the power to control me anymore–so it was worth it.
I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. I severed all ties with them completely and felt a weight lift off my shoulders.
The marking ceremony between Anderson and Leah was set to take place in a patch of weeds on the territory.
Anderson felt a strange sense of unease but told himself that it was due to Leah’s condition.
That was wolfsbane, deep in her bones.
