But that didn't faze me. What did it matter that I was an Omega? I had devoted my life to serving this pack. Without us, who would tend to the chaos they created?
In the end, I embraced tranquility, allowing the pack members to gossip as they pleased. Little did I know, their chatter had caught the attention of Alpha Argon.
He summoned me to the Pack Hall, encouraging me to brush aside the gossip surrounding Aiden and his healer assistant, Lauren.
"Elara," he said with conviction, "the moment your mate, Aiden, chose to neglect you, you rightfully gained the option to reject him. I will not allow my faithful servant to suffer."
Although it felt a bit strange to seek advice from Alpha Argon, I nodded in agreement, determined to handle my affairs on my own.
As I pondered Alpha Argon's unexpected concern for me, I stumbled upon a new post from Lauren on my newsfeed. Her caption read, [I truly regret never meeting someone like you, Aiden. If we had crossed paths earlier, would you have chosen me as your mate, or would you still have rejected and neglected me?]