As I looked around my small, safe home, I realized this was the first step toward reclaiming myself. The hurt was still fresh, but I felt an unexpected peace settling over me.
Taking a deep breath, I opened my phone and read his messages one last time. Then, with steady fingers, I blocked his number.
Since Desar wasn't present when I shifted into my wolf, we didn't create a bond as mates.
So, that supposedly life with him was behind me now. For the first time, I was free.
The time when we were together, felt as clear as the present.
I stepped out of work, tired but ready to head home when I spotted Desar. He was standing by the entrance, cool and calm as always, dressed in his usual suit, looking every bit the picture of stoic charm that had once drawn me in. I used to rush to his side, heart pounding, feeling grateful he was mine. But tonight, that spark wasn’t there. I sighed, clutching my bag a bit tighter, and turned toward the station instead.
Not one to let things go, Desar quickly fell into stride beside me. “It’s Kyle’s birthday tonight,” he said, voice smooth and composed. “He invited us to dinner.”