I Left Before He Learned My Worth novel Chapter 91

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**I Left Before He Learned My Worth**
**Chapter 91**

**ARIA**

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“How am I supposed to do that?” I exclaimed, my voice trembling with a mix of frustration and disbelief. “How can I just stand by and watch my mate grapple with feelings for another woman, and simply accept it?”

“Because the alternative is forcing him to bury those feelings deep down, and that will only cause them to fester and grow stronger,” Morrison replied, his tone calm yet firm. “Trying to control how he processes his past will ultimately harm your bond far more than giving him the space he needs to work through it naturally. Remember, trust, Luna Aria, is built on the foundation of vulnerability, not on the demand for perfection.”

He paused, ensuring that his words were sinking in. “Kael chose you. He forged a bond with you. He is actively building a life with you. The fact that he has complicated feelings about someone from his past does not diminish that choice. It merely highlights that he is a multifaceted individual with a history, just like you.”

As I absorbed his words, my thoughts drifted to Damon. I recalled how, even now, fragments of my past devotion to him lingered, echoing in my heart despite the knowledge that our chapter had closed. If Kael were to insist that I forget Damon entirely, to dismiss the significance those years held for me, wouldn’t I eventually resent him? Wouldn’t it feel as if he lacked trust in me, as if he couldn’t fathom the depth of my experiences?

“You’re saying that I need to allow him the space to feel what he feels,” I articulated slowly, “Even when those feelings are uncomfortable for me.”

“Precisely,” Morrison affirmed, a hint of encouragement in his eyes. “And in return, he must grant you the same understanding. He needs to recognize that you are grappling with your own complex feelings about being Luna, about Ivory, and about your past with Damon. A strong bond can embrace complexity, Luna Aria. It’s the fragile ones that demand everything to be simple and clear-cut.”

I took a moment to reflect on his insights, letting the weight of his wisdom settle within me. He was right—about everything. I had been so consumed by the desire for simple solutions, so intent on eradicating complications instead of navigating through them, that I had lost sight of what true leadership entailed.

“Thank you,” I finally uttered, my voice softening with genuine gratitude. “For your honesty. For preventing me from making a grave mistake with Ivory.”

“That’s the role of elders,” Morrison replied, a slight smile gracing his lips. “To provide clarity when emotions cloud our judgment. Now, let’s shift our focus to practical strategies for addressing Sera’s threats without succumbing to her demands.”

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We spent the next hour brainstorming various options. Increasing surveillance on Blackwood territory, fostering diplomatic relationships with other packs who might influence Sera to relent, gathering evidence that could be presented to the council to formally censure her for proxy warfare, and fortifying Shadowmere’s defenses to such an extent that any attack would come at a steep cost, deterring future attempts.

It was laborious work, filled with intricate details and exhausting deliberations. Nothing would be resolved quickly or easily. Yet, it was proactive, addressing the problem head-on rather than merely postponing it or shifting the burden onto someone else.

By the time I stepped out of Morrison’s study, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow of gold and amber throughout the corridors of the pack house. My head throbbed from processing a deluge of information, confronting uncomfortable truths, and weighing countless strategic considerations.

And yet, amidst the chaos, I felt something I hadn’t experienced in days—clarity. A renewed sense of purpose. A flicker of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, I could navigate the complexities of being Luna without unraveling everything in the process.