**TITLE: No More 299**
**CONTENT: Chapter 299**
**Alpha Ethan’s POV**
A sharp tapping jolted me awake, a sound laced with irritation that pulled me from the depths of sleep.
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At first, I stubbornly resisted the urge to open my eyes. My body was enveloped in warmth, a cocoon of comfort that made the thought of facing reality seem unbearable.
For a brief moment, I entertained the idea that I was still caught in a dream. The scent that enveloped me was unfamiliar, the softness beneath me was not my own, and the gentle insistence on my shoulder was a rarity in my life.
When I finally pried my eyes open, the first thing that greeted me was her.
**Reven.**
Her face loomed above mine, a blend of irritation and discomfort etched across her features, but beneath that facade, I glimpsed something deeper, a flicker of emotion she was desperately trying to conceal.
It was her—the one tapping me awake.
She was the catalyst for this newfound peace I hadn’t felt in years.
Yet, as the fog of sleep began to lift, a sinking feeling settled in my stomach.
This was not my room.
The sweet, warm aroma of cinnamon and lavender wafted through the air, a scent that belonged to her. The slightly worn bookshelf beside the window, the neatly arranged blankets at the foot of the bed, and the soft yellow curtains all belonged to her. Memories of the night before crashed over me like a tidal wave, forcing me to shut my eyes once more—not out of regret, but because the intensity of those memories was overwhelming so early in the morning.
Her hands.
Her lips.
Her softness.
Her voice, whispering my name in a way that felt achingly familiar.
My wolf stirred within me, responding to hers, even though I hadn’t felt that connection in five long years.
Every detail came rushing back with startling clarity.
And before I could muster a simple greeting, I found her standing there with her arms crossed, her face hardened, all traces of warmth vanished.
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“You need to get up and get dressed,” she commanded sharply, her tone leaving no room for argument. “And get out of my room.”
Just like that, as if the intimacy we shared the previous night had evaporated into thin air.
As if she hadn’t clung to me in desperation.
As if she hadn’t whispered confessions that revealed her true feelings.
I slowly propped myself up on my elbows, searching her eyes. “Reven… you’re acting like none of it mattered.”
She avoided my gaze, bending down to retrieve my shirt from the floor and tossing it at me without a second thought. “It didn’t. I told you, I was just… in the mood, and it happened. A mistake. That’s all.”
Her words struck me like a physical blow, leaving me momentarily breathless.
**A mistake.**
“Reven,” I said, struggling to keep my voice steady, “are you really saying you didn’t take what happened seriously?”
“No,” she replied instantly, her tone icy. “I didn’t. It was nothing. So get dressed and get the hell out of my room. I don’t want your mate walking in and seeing you here.”
There it was again—Vera’s name, thrown at me like a dagger.
I clenched my jaw, frustration boiling within me. “Can’t you say one thing without dragging Vera into it?”
“No,” she snapped, turning away and picking up her towel. “Because she exists, Ethan. She’s real. She’s your mate. You don’t get to act like last night changes anything.”
Before I could respond, she stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her with a finality that left me staring at the closed door, her words echoing cruelly in my mind.
**A mistake.**
Just a fleeting moment of weakness.
As if I hadn’t felt alive for the first time in years.
As if my heart hadn’t surged back to life at her touch.
As if my wolf hadn’t stirred faintly, yet unmistakably, when her skin brushed against mine.
With a heavy sigh, I pushed myself off the bed, gathering the remnants of my clothes.
The room felt colder as I buttoned my shirt, as though she had taken all the warmth with her into the bathroom.
When I finally stepped out of her room, I didn’t dare look back.
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Once I entered my own room, I slammed the door behind me and leaned against it, raking a hand through my tousled hair.
“What the hell am I even doing?” I muttered to myself, frustration bubbling up within me.
Deep down, a foolish part of me had always held onto the hope that perhaps, just perhaps, Reven was my second chance mate. The only woman I had ever truly loved before everything fell apart. The one who had managed to touch my soul, calm my storms, and get under my skin.
But I had been wrong.
So very wrong.


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