From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 203

From Rejected Mate to Luna

Chapter 203

“I…” My voice wavered, the first crack in my facade. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

Mom slid from the couch to the floor beside me, her hand covering mine. Her palm was warm against my cold fingers. “Sweetheart,

keeping it inside only makes the pain dig deeper.”

Kaia whined again, louder this time. The pressure behind my eyes built until my vision blurred.

“He left.” The words fell from my lips like stones. “After the emergency meeting, after I declined the Alpha position and nominated Eric.

He didn’t even say goodbye.”

Tears spilled down my cheeks, and I angrily wiped them away with the back of my hand. “He left a letter. A goddamn letter!” My voice

broke. “Saying he needed to handle border issues in Spring Valley, that we shouldn’t let pack politics come between us… He even praised

my leadership skills!”

I gave a harsh laugh that dissolved into a sob. “The most ironic part? He said he was leaving so he wouldn’t ‘put me in a difficult

position. As if I needed him to make decisions for me!”

With shaking hands, I pulled the crumpled letter from my pocket and thrust it at Mom. The paper was worn thin at the folds, evidence of

how many times I’d read it, searching for something more between the lines.

“Three weeks, Mom. No calls, no texts.”

Mom read the letter silently, her expression softening. When she finished, she set it aside and pulled me into her arms. “Oh, honey.”

“I thought he was different,” I whispered against her shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent of home that had always meant safety. “I

thought he actually… I thought he would stay, or at least face me. But he’s just like everyone else, making decisions and walking away

from me.”

Mom stroked my hair, her touch gentle as she held me through the storm of emotions. “I’m sure there’s just been a misunderstanding,

Julia. From this letter, it seems he truly believed he was doing the right thing.”

I pulled back, wiping my eyes and straightening my shoulders. “Misunderstanding? No, Mom. Misunderstandings can be explained. He

chose to leave, chose not to communicate, chose to decide everything alone.”

Rising to my feet, I walked to the window. Outside, moonlight painted the forest in silver and shadow. “I won’t chase after him. My pride

won’t let me be the one begging for explanations.” My voice had steadied, hardened. “If he thought a letter was enough, then he never

really knew me at all.”

“But if he truly cares for you-” Mom began.

“Then he should have stayed,” I cut her off, turning to face her. “Or at least had the courage to tell me to my face. He stood beside me at

that meeting, and then disappeared when I needed him most.” My chin lifted defiantly. “I won’t be the first to bend, Mom. Not again.”

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