Ditch Fake Bond: She’s Tycoon Wolf Heiress
Chapter 321 Chose to Retreat
Aaliyah’s POV:
Today, Landon and I went to the Temple of the Moon Goddess to break our bond. Over a decade ago, we had secretly completed our connection here under the Moon Goddess’ gaze. Now we were back to break it.
For werewolves, a true separation took more than just legal documents. A priest at the Temple must sever the spiritual link between mates.
I knew I couldn’t avoid it. Landon was determined to go through with this. Begging him would only make things worse.
Besides, he’d just learned about my past deception and was furious. If I stubbornly refused to break the bond now, it would push our relationship past the point of no return.
I wanted to leave the door open for us to make up. At the very least, I needed to defuse the immediate conflict.
After the formalities, we had a quiet meal nearby.
Dinner was silent. I served him food, but Landon neither refused nor acknowledged it.
On the way back, I accompanied him to get his bandages changed.
Landon’s injuries were all external, so getting around wasn’t difficult. I dropped him off at home, then went to the supermarket myself to buy him a bunch of supplies.
When I returned to the house, Landon was upstairs in the media room playing video games.
“I’m leaving now,” I organized the things I’d bought and spoke softly outside the door.
Landon didn’t turn around or respond. It was as if he hadn’t heard me.
I never imagined our intense, decade-long relationship would come to this.
But I knew that in matters of the heart, following raw emotion was the stupidest move. The more it hurt, the more I needed to be rational.
“Take good care of yourself. Don’t worry about Thorn Pack business. Even though our bond is broken, I won’t allow anyone to hurt you.” After saying that, I didn’t wait for a response, then turned and left.
Acting on instinct, I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around the warm body in front of me. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, greedily breathing in the scent that brought a strange sense of calm, whispering my pleas.
“Aaliyah! Aaliyah, wake up!” It was Sofia’s voice, urgent.
Then, a large, warm hand began gently patting my back. The motion held an undeniable, soothing authority. It strangely calmed the violent fluctuations of my Omega hormones and the aching throb left by the severed bond.
But I was too exhausted to think. Wrapped in that comforting rhythm and steady presence, my taut nerves finally snapped. My consciousness sank into a deep, dark void.
Cameron’s POV:
When Aaliyah called this morning, saying she had something to handle and would return to Kaelis City separately, I felt something was off.
But it wasn’t my place to interfere in her personal matters.
As it happened, I ended up meeting a friend here in Maritime City unexpectedly, which also changed my planned return. I decided to stay an extra night myself.
I just finished up with the meeting and thought I’d check in with Aaliyah to see how things were on her end. If she’d resolved her issue, maybe we could still travel back together tomorrow.

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