She didn’t rush him.
She simply waited, patiently and calmly.
"Hm? What is it?" she asked softly.
"Let’s... formally reject each other."
The words hit her like a blade to the chest.
For a second, Addison couldn’t breathe. Her head rang, her vision dimmed at the edges as if a bomb had just exploded in her mind, and deep inside her, she felt her wolf stir violently as if it was on the verge of waking up out of anger.
But Addison couldn’t focus on any of that. All she could hear was the shattering of her own heart.
Of all the possibilities, of all the fears she carried, this was the one she never thought would come from Levi.
Among the three of her fated mates, she might even think or expect Zion of wanting to reject this mate bond because of their past, or Maxwell wanting to reject her as his mate because he didn’t know her, or for some other reasons.
But Levi?
Levi, who had been her friend long before the mate bond... her confidant... the one constant presence she trusted?
The idea didn’t make sense. Couldn’t make sense.
Her entire body went still.
Her blood turned cold, sinking to her feet as if she had fallen at the bottom of the cold lake. She stared at him, unable to speak, unable to even form a thought as the weight of his words pressed down on her like a crushing tide.
"W–What?" Addison’s voice broke, barely more than a whisper. Her eyes burned, her nose stung, and her chest tightened painfully, as if an invisible hand had wrapped around her heart and squeezed it without mercy. "Why?" she managed to choke out, the word trembling on her lips.
She looked down at Levi, searching his face for anything, regret, hesitation, a sign that he didn’t truly mean what he’d said. But Levi only inhaled deeply, drawing in her pheromones as if they were the last bit of warmth he would ever feel. Then, slowly... almost reluctantly... he pulled himself out of her arms.
He sat up in front of her, his back straight but his shoulders heavy, as though the decision was weighing him down even as he made it.
"I wanted to let you go. I just... I don’t think this will work between us." His voice came out hoarse as he stared at the ground, unable to meet Addison’s eyes. He could practically feel the pain his words carved into her, and it made his chest tighten.
He hadn’t meant to say it now. He planned to wait, maybe until Zion or Maxwell left, maybe after the mission, maybe whenever he finally found the courage to do it.
But feeling Addison’s gentleness, her quiet warmth...it made his conscience twist. He couldn’t keep her for himself when he believed she deserved so much more than what he could give.
Maybe, if fate was truly guiding her toward having three mates, she would find her third, someone better than him, someone who could love and protect her the way she deserved.
And he... he could stay in the background. Be her support. The one who watched her shine from afar. The one who protected her from the shadows, even if she never knew.
Just the thought of her life being tied to his, of her being in danger because something happened to him, was unbearable. It felt as if he was the one bringing harm to her. Instead of helping her, he feared he would become her Achilles’ heel, the source of her pain.

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