She wondered just how much he was struggling right this minute, not being able to claim his
Goddess–Gifted. How much had he struggled on the full moon when scenting her out and then coming face to face with her?
Scenting her out knowing he couldn’t claim her, having that she–wolf see that he was already marked and mated by another, Bella bet that woman, Carina, she’d heard her name was, had been very confused by that. Likely been very angry about it, from what she’d just seen, clearly she hadn’t liked it at all.
Ah! That stabbing pain in her arm earlier in the day, it was likely Carina had touched Parker, and as brief as it had been, she’d felt it, that had been pains of betrayal.
That full moon night wouldn’t have been fun for her, and then the overnight stay in a hotel, and the long drive here to the pack. That she–wolf
† was more than ticked off about not being able to claim what was hers, but Parker, she knew, was a stickler for the rules.
Which was a good thing for her, otherwise he could have treated her terribly over the years, and he could have marked and mated that she–wolf on the full moon, if he wasn’t a man of his word; something that she
knew he actually was, and she was thankful for, because it would likely have killed her if he’d done that.
She excused herself from the children and headed into his office, followed his Beta and Gamma. She
heard the door being closed by Kane, the pack Beta. “Congratulations, Parker.” She smiled, genuinely happy for him. “I see you found your Goddess–Gifted Mate.”
He nodded to her, “I have.” He stated as he sat down behind his desk “so we need to talk, you and I.” He
looked right at her now.
“Why?” she asked right back “I know what this is, I was chosen, just to be rejected by you.” she knew that was the truth, wondered if her old Luna wanted her to know that and feel it. Punish her for being born by doing this to her. “Just reject me Parker, I’ll accept it.” she told him simply.
She had basically been sold to the Alpha sitting before her, she didn’t love him, her wolf didn’t love his either, their bond had never grown and flourished like all others did. It never would, or she didn’t believe that it would. The only time they spent together was in her bed, when he wanted to have sex, or she was in
heat.
Never did they ever go out for a meal, never had they celebrated their mate bond with each other, she’d not even gotten a Luna Ceremony. She had been announced to the pack the morning after he’d marked and mated her and that was it. She was not his Goddess–Gifted, and only that woman would get all of him, all the things that came with being his true Luna.
Parker was frowning at her now, almost with disapproval in those blue eyes of his. He was still sitting there just staring at her, did so for a full minute as though he expected some sort of outburst from her, she thought. She wasn’t going to do that, wasn’t about to pitch a fit or kick up any kind of fuss over this.
*25 Pointe
She stood there and stared right back at him, didn’t really understand why he didn’t just issue that rejection instantly, it was why he’d called her into his office, and she knew it, because he’d brought his Goddess–Gifted home with him. Bella finally raised an eyebrow at him, when he just sat there and continued to stare at her and say nothing: She shook her head a little, “I’ll do it then.” She stated simply, “1 Luna Belladonna Harrington, reject you Alpha Parker Hartly as my Mate” She stated, he’d never given her his name, again something reserved for his Goddess–Gifted Mate only, as was the Alpha Suite.
She’d been here eight long years, and the entire time she’d resided in the Luna Suite, again a clause in the mating alliance; put in by Parker himself, she thought. To make sure she understood her place inside this pack, she supposed.
She was his Luna and fuck buddy, not the love of his life. She doubted that he had any feelings at all where she was concerned, had wondered at times if he liked her as a person. They didn’t talk often, so she
wouldn’t know.
Bella felt the severing of the bond begin on her end and gritted her teeth against it, stood staring at his widened eyes at her sudden rejecting of him. Almost like he couldn’t believe she’d issued it at all, “Accept it.” she gasped out after 30 seconds of him just staring at her “It, hurts Parker. Get it over with, please.”

Her eyes lifted to him, he had a hand tightly gripped onto the edge of his desk, and a fist pressed hard against his chest. He looked to be in as much pain as she was. His eyes were on hers, never left hers at all, not even when she stood herself up and gently removed Shannon’s hands from her, stating softly “I’ll be alright, Shannon. Thank you.” and she knew she would be.
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