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Story: Moonlit Betrayal
Every single thing he sent reeked of guilt and panic, whether it was a large bouquet of roses, fancy jewellery, or a handwritten apology letter.
I looked at them coldly and moved on.
Ryker, on the other hand, was enraged and threw all of the gifts away. “Oh, now he feels bad?” Too late! If he truly loved you, he would not have pulled such a cruel stunt to harm you!”
Every day, Zane would appear outside my gate, watching me from afar with eyes filled with pain and longing.
He wouldn’t leave, no matter how much I ignored him. He’d stand in the rain until he was completely soaked, or he’d bake in the sun until his skin turned red.
Slowly, I began to waver, and that’s when the fear struck: I was afraid of giving in and allowing him to drag me back into whatever mess we had created before.
I promised myself that I would never forgive him; I would not let him destroy me again.
I expected Zane to keep going, but his pack sent someone after him: his mother, Leah, who had a stone-faced expression and eyes full of arrogance and disdain.
“Zane, are you seriously choosing a woman over your own family?” Listen, you’re no longer my son unless you come home with me right now!”She warned.
Zane dropped to his knees by the gates, clenching his fists, and looked at me, his eyes filled with pain and longing. “Lyra, just wait for me.” “I swear I’ll come back for you,” he said quietly and firmly, as if he meant every word.
I stared back at him, cold and unshaken, my heart refusing to soften.
“Zane, we ended this long ago. “Just leave,” I said coldly.
My words were final, cutting through whatever remained between us.
Zane held my gaze for a long time before finally getting to his feet and leaving with Leah. I watched until they vanished from sight, but I didn’t feel sad; instead, I felt relieved.
After he left, my life returned to its usual quiet routine; the gifts stopped coming, and I no longer ran into him; it was clear that he had returned to his world, and I would also be moving on.
But what I didn’t expect was Leah pushing Zane to form a mate bond with Anastasia after they returned to the pack; the woman he’d chosen over me was now the one holding him back.
According to what I’ve heard, Zane and Anastasia were constantly at odds with one another.
Finally, on a stormy night, Anastasia grabbed a silver knife, murdered Zane, and committed suicide.
When I got the news, I let out a heavy sigh; I never imagined it would come to this, but it wasn’t my problem anymore.
Zane’s life and death were none of my concern; he made his own decisions and sealed his fate.
As for me, I had a fresh start.
I looked at them coldly and moved on.
Ryker, on the other hand, was enraged and threw all of the gifts away. “Oh, now he feels bad?” Too late! If he truly loved you, he would not have pulled such a cruel stunt to harm you!”
Every day, Zane would appear outside my gate, watching me from afar with eyes filled with pain and longing.
He wouldn’t leave, no matter how much I ignored him. He’d stand in the rain until he was completely soaked, or he’d bake in the sun until his skin turned red.
Slowly, I began to waver, and that’s when the fear struck: I was afraid of giving in and allowing him to drag me back into whatever mess we had created before.
I promised myself that I would never forgive him; I would not let him destroy me again.
I expected Zane to keep going, but his pack sent someone after him: his mother, Leah, who had a stone-faced expression and eyes full of arrogance and disdain.
“Zane, are you seriously choosing a woman over your own family?” Listen, you’re no longer my son unless you come home with me right now!”She warned.
Zane dropped to his knees by the gates, clenching his fists, and looked at me, his eyes filled with pain and longing. “Lyra, just wait for me.” “I swear I’ll come back for you,” he said quietly and firmly, as if he meant every word.
I stared back at him, cold and unshaken, my heart refusing to soften.
“Zane, we ended this long ago. “Just leave,” I said coldly.
My words were final, cutting through whatever remained between us.
Zane held my gaze for a long time before finally getting to his feet and leaving with Leah. I watched until they vanished from sight, but I didn’t feel sad; instead, I felt relieved.
After he left, my life returned to its usual quiet routine; the gifts stopped coming, and I no longer ran into him; it was clear that he had returned to his world, and I would also be moving on.
But what I didn’t expect was Leah pushing Zane to form a mate bond with Anastasia after they returned to the pack; the woman he’d chosen over me was now the one holding him back.
According to what I’ve heard, Zane and Anastasia were constantly at odds with one another.
Finally, on a stormy night, Anastasia grabbed a silver knife, murdered Zane, and committed suicide.
When I got the news, I let out a heavy sigh; I never imagined it would come to this, but it wasn’t my problem anymore.
Zane’s life and death were none of my concern; he made his own decisions and sealed his fate.
As for me, I had a fresh start.