Chapter 52
A second chance?
I stared at Thorne, feeling every word he spoke weigh heavier than the air between us. How could be
shattered once before, and now here he was, talking like the past hadn’t existed.
“Why do you even want to be with me again?” I asked, my voice strained, but couldn’t hold back the frustration. “And what about Mela
His brow furrowed. “What about her? T’in talking about us.”
My eyes narrowed, trying to decipher his words. “Weren’t you in love with her? You married me because we were mates, but your heart was always with Miela. I thought you’d marry her once I was gone. So, why didn’t you?”
Thorne’s face twisted into a look of confusion, maybe even irritation. “What are you talking about? I don’t have feelings for Mela. Who told you that?
Everyone,” I muttered under my breath,
Fremembered all too well the bitter remarks from Corla and Ruvan, how they’d always told me I didn’t des
Imei didn’t deserve Thome. And Mula–well, she made sure to rub in the fact that Thome washers to claim if I wasn’t in the picture. It was clear that he only married me because we were destined to, but where did that leave me?
“If you weren’t my mate, I would’ve married her instead. You snatched my love, Elara” Mela’s words echoed in my mind. Thorne’s coldness, had made that picture all too real.
“That’s a lie!” Thorne snapped, frustration clawing at his voice. “I never loved Miela 1 always thought of her as my sister.”
Traised an eyebrow. “But she said she was going to be your Luna…
“never agreed to that,” he retorted, his jaw clenched. “The only woman I’ve ever loved is you. Elara, I won’t make any other woman my Luna. You’re in
I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw every word back at him, but instead, I let out a shaky breath. It was too late. The cracks in our bond were too wide to fix, and no matter what he said, he couldn’t glue it back together.
“I don’t need you to make it up to me,” I said coldly, trying to keep the emotion out of my voice. “I don’t care anymore. I’m Gamma now. I’ve found something that matters, and it’s far more thrilling than the life had as your Luna. I won’t give that up for you.”
He reached out, desperation evident in his voice. “You don’t have to choose! You can still be Gamma and stay with the Blood Moon Pack. This can work,
“This won’t work,” I said, voice steady, but the weight of the words crushed me “And the most important thing is don’t love you anymore.”
The silence that followed was suffocating. His face hardened, his eyes narrowing, The anger in them burned, and I waited, holding my breath.
“Who do you love, then? His words were low, dangerous.
“What are you talking about? I stammered, caught off guard.
“Who’s the one who’s stolen your heart, Elara?” de demanded, his tone cutting through the tension. “Is it that soldier: Jory? Or is it Ralen, the Alpha
from Fenreach Pack?”
The fury building inside me was overwhelming “No one!” I snapped, my lists clenched as Iyanked open the car door. “And even if I did, it’s none of your
damın business”
Islammed the door, but Thome’s hand shot out, grabbing the frame, holding me in place
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Chapter 52
“I’m not letting this go, Elara always get what I want. And you you’re exceptio
cally? Then it’s time for you to grow up and learn how to lose 17 he your lesson”
i slammed the door shut with all my strength and floored the gas pedal, the car roaring to life as I tore away from him, leaving him standing there, luming
in the rearview mirror.
When I got back to the thar house, everything left off. The air was thick with panic assoon is I stepped through the door. Corla’s voice pierced the quiet
“We’ve missed tax bills? Is that true? Or was Those bluffing?”
Puvan collapsed onto the couch, his exhaustion written all over his face “What do you know about business?” he muttered, rubbing his temples.
“Just tell me!” Corla’s voice rose, her panic turning into anger
And
Ruvan glared at her, his patience snapping “Yes I didn’t pay the damn taxt And that’s why we’ve made all this money so fast
The room went still. I glanced around at their shocked expressions, then watched as Orik’s face paled. “Are you insane? Tax evasion is a crime, Dad! We’re all going to jail unless we fix thin, fast.”
“Tir it with what money?” Ruvan spat back, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “We don’t have any left. Should we sell the house? Maybe you’d like to self your precious cars, Orik?”
The mention of Drik’s cars made him visibly flinch. “No! Not my cars!” he shouted, fear crawling into his voice.
Corla’s walls followed. “What will people think of us? Are we really down to selling everything? The Diaz family–doomed
I sat back, watching the chaos unfold in front of me. My heart twisted in frustration, but a part of me couldn’t help but feel satisfaction. After everything. they still had no idea how to survive without their games and manipulation.
p!” Ruvan roared, his fists clenched. “Stop crying, everyone! Let me think!”
“Shut up!”
That’s when Owen, sitting quetly in the corner, spoke up, his voice calm but certain. “I don’t got why everyone’s freaking out. This is easy to fix, actually
Corta stopped crying long enough to look at her son, “What do you mean, Owen?”
His gaze ficked over everyone. “You heard Alpha Thome today. He knew about our tax problem a long time ago but never said a word until now. Why?” Ruvan sat up, rubbing his chin, processing what Owen said. “You think Thome’s been cutting us some slack Because of Miela?”
Owen nodded, a grin spreading across his face. “Exactly. When Miela was around, he treated us like family. The tax issue didn’t matter. But now, we need to for our relationship with him, and fast”
“But how?” Corla whimpered. “Thorne’s on Elara’s side now, and we’ve lost Miela
Owen leaned forward, his confidence growing “Who said we need Miela?” he asked. “What Thorne needs now isn’t a Luna–it’s a right hand.”
The room fell silent as Ruvan
n and Corla exchanged looks of disbelief.
“Me,” Owen continued, a smirk on his face, “I’ll be his right hand.”
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