MIA
They all turned to look at me in surprise; Cassandra, Joe, Caroline. The Doctor. I had only eyes for Derek.
He looked at me in shock and his mouth opened as if to say something, but no words came.
“Can I speak with you, please?” I said, my voice measured. I might look a frightful mess, but I was determined to sound like the calm and commanding Luna I had one day hoped to be.
Derek followed me out into the waiting room and with one look from her Alpha, the receptionist fled, leaving us alone in the room.
“Mia,” he started, but I interrupted him.
“How long?” I demanded. He seemed momentarily surprised by my mettle.
“How long have you known you were never going to treat me as your equal? That I was going to be your Luna in name only?”
His expression became unreadable. “Since the beginning.”
The words hit like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs.
“Then why? Why pretend? Why make me believe there was a future here?”
“I never lied to you, Mia,” he said simply. “You were the one who assumed things would be different.”
“So I’m just a warm body, then,” I said, my tone suddenly flat. “Someone to keep your bed warm.”
“This is what our relationship is,” he said, turning to the window with his hands behind his back, like some CEO addressing an underling with placating indifference. “I won’t cheat. But taking responsibility for you is the biggest kindness I can offer.”
He turned back to me.
“You’re a rogue, Mia. Our society would never let me treat you as an equal.”
I took a step closer to him, hands trembling.
“And our children? Will you look down on them the way you look down on me?”
Silence.
Derek said nothing, but his lack of response spoke louder than any words could. My heart crumbled. Whatever foolish hope I had left turned to ash in my chest.
“Reject me,” I whispered, my voice raw.
His brows furrowed slightly. “What?”
“Reject me!” I said louder, my body shaking with the force of my emotions. “If I’m nothing to you, then end this. End our bond.”
Inside me, I could hear Nox howl “NO!”
Derek exhaled sharply, as if his wolf Erebus were howling at him, too.
“My wolf needs yours,” he said, with uncharacteristic vulnerability.
“But what I need,” I said, my voice almost a whisper. “Is more than what you’re willing to give me.”
I saw a mix of emotions cross his face, and then he steeled it with a cold resolve.
“You have nowhere else to go, Mia. Running away won’t change anything.”
I thought of Cassandra on the other side of the door. Of Joe and Caroline and the whispers that followed me even in the pack house.
“Anything is better than this.” I met his gaze, my chin lifting.
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