The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 4

Melanie's POV

I hesitated for a moment, then answered the call.

Shannon's voice came through the phone, low and slightly cautious. "Luna Melanie, Alpha Archer came back yesterday. I gave him the envelope just as you asked."

"Did he come back late?"

"Yes, after nine in the evening." Her tone was careful, as if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Oh?" A thought I couldn't ignore surfaced in my mind. "They must have had a great time."

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice steady. "Did he look at what was inside the envelope?"

Shannon seemed to hesitate slightly before answering carefully, "Well... I didn't see him open it, but I know the envelope was opened."

She continued, "After he got to the room, Alpha Archer took a call from Camille, and then he left. He didn't come back last night. When I cleaned the room this morning, I saw the envelope by the bed, so I assume he read it."

My heart plummeted. The sudden rush of disappointment was nearly suffocating.

I fought hard not to let any emotion show. "Did he say anything about it?"

Shannon paused again, then continued, "No. He just took the envelope and went upstairs."

I gave a short, quiet laugh, though my heart was filled with bitterness.

"Well, he must have had some kind of reaction after reading the petition, right?"

"But maybe he just didn't care at all."

"After all, he never truly cared about me, did he?"

I quickly moved on. "How is Trista feeling?"

This was now the question I asked most often, even though I knew I no longer had the right to worry about her.

Shannon was silent for a moment, weighing her words, then finally spoke. "When she first got back, Trista seemed a little down. She asked Alpha Archer what would happen if you insisted on coming out with them."

She paused, her voice dropping lower. "But Alpha Archer said with absolute certainty that he wouldn't let you join them."

In that moment, it felt like something heavy had struck my chest.

Shannon continued, "Luna Melanie, please don't be sad. Trista still misses you. She was a bit upset when she realized you had left, and she said she wished you would sleep in her room tonight."

"I see." I spoke softly, trying to suppress the ache. "What about this morning? Did she realize I didn't call her?"

Shannon's tone became even more cautious. "She did. After breakfast, Trista wanted to leave. I told her it was still early and she could leave later. She said, 'It's nice that Mom didn't call on time today. If I don't leave now, she'll call later, and I'll be forced to talk to her again.'"

After that, Shannon fell silent.

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