From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 210

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Chapter 210

1 led him to an empty consultation room, my movements stiff and mechanical. Once inside, he offered me the flowers and note.

“Eric suggested the cornflowers,” Matthew said. “He said they were your favorite as a kid.”

The mention of my brother’s name was like a match to gasoline. “Eric? You talked to Eric about this?”

Matthew nodded. “He helped me understand how to approach you. He said you used to collect these flowers, and that-”

So this whole thing- without a word?”

I gestured at the flowers, the note,

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was my brother’s idea? The same brother who stood by while you left

‘No, Julia, it’s not like that-”

But rage was already flooding my system, drowning out reason. The betrayal felt doubled now–not just Matthew abandoning me, but Eric helping him stage this perfect little apology. Four weeks of silence, and they’d been planning this performance together?

I didn’t realize I’d moved until my fist connected with Matthew’s chest. He stumbled back, surprise flashing across his face.

“You LEFT!” I shouted, punctuating each word with another blow. “You just LEFT! After EVERYTHING!”

Matthew didn’t defend himself. He stood there, taking every hit, his eyes filled with a pain that had nothing to do with my fists.

Stop! Kaia cried in my mind. You’re hurting our mate!

But I couldn’t stop. Weeks of hurt and abandonment poured out of me in a flood of rage. I pounded against his chest, his shoulders, anywhere I could reach. Each touch sent electric shocks up my arms–my body recognizing its mate even as my mind rejected him.

“You promised!” I sobbed, my voice breaking. “You said you wouldn’t leave me like he did!”

My blows grew weaker as exhaustion set in. Finally, my legs gave out, and I would have fallen if Matthew hadn’t caught me by the arms.

The touch of his hands on my skin sent another jolt through me, and I jerked away,

‘Don’t touch me,” I hissed, backing up until I hit the wall.

Matthew raised his hands in surrender, his eyes never leaving mine. “I deserve every bit of that,” he said quietly. And more.

I wiped angrily at the tears streaming down my face. “Why are you here, Matthew? Why now?”

“Because I made a mistake,” he said simply. Leaving you was the biggest mistake of my life.

Listen to him, Kaia urged. At least hear what he has to say.

“I don’t want to hear it,” I snapped, cutting Kaia off mid sentence. I grabbed my purse from the chair and stormed toward the door.