Clarrisa.
The noise of the festival drifted through the window as I sat in my room, mindlessly scrolling through my phone.
Everyone else was out celebrating the second day of the festivities, their laughter and joy echoing in the air.
Not me.
I had no reason to be part of it—not with the emotional storm I was battling inside. How could I pretend to be happy when everything felt like it was falling apart?
Earlier that morning, I had spoken to Magnus. Alpha Magnus. My Magnus—or at least, he used to be. Now, he was someone else’s. He had made his choice, chosen Ariel as his mate, and left me behind.
I understood why he did it. The mate bond was unbreakable, a sacred connection that left no room for logic or history.
Ariel was his fated mate, and no matter what I felt, no matter how many years we had……
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