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His ex-mate has returned from the dead. Tears flood his face. This is my cue to leave. I downed the potion to sever our bond, and fled the pack for good. Yet why… why is he now crazed with the need to find me? Ever since I'd been with the Alpha, every holiday felt like a funeral. No feasts of fresh meat, no spiced incense, no quiet dances beneath the moon. He would only grab a basket of lavender and sit in silence at the graveyard on the western edge of the woods. All because he'd once had a mate who died. He'd promised her he would spend every holiday of his remaining life by her side. I'd protested. But everyone around us would only say, "Why would a living soul compete with the dead?" "Gavin is a strong, hands0me Alpha. No matter how he honors his late mate, you will still be his Luna." "Werewolves are a loyal clan. They do not betray the Luna they have chosen." I swallowed back my tears and tried to tell myself to let it go. Until this year's Full Moon Festival. After I begged him over and over, Gavin finally agreed to set Bethan aside and spend the night with me. Overjoyed, I prepared a candlelit dinner. But then he sent a message at the last minute. Gavin: [I have to patrol the border. Don't wait for me.] After that, He stayed out all night. The next day, warriors from the Pack murmured that they'd seen the Alpha at the graveyard the previous day. For seven years straight, he had never missed a single festival. Rain or shine, he went to the cemetery to sit with his late mate—the kind of devotion the whole pack admired. The other warriors nodded in agreement, sighing over the tragic end of such an exemplary pair. This time, I didn't scream or break down. I simply went quiet, found the witch's potion Gavin had once given me. One drink, and the mate bond between us would be severed forever. He'd given me that potion on our wedding night. "Sinead," he'd told me, "I know you never feel safe. If I ever make you unhappy, you can leave whenever you wish. I won't stan
