The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Melanie’s POV

The next morning, I allowed myself the rare luxury of sleeping in.

By the time I headed downstairs, Moira’s voice, laced with its signature authority, was already drifting out of the dining room.

“I didn’t go to bed until after ten last night, and there wasn’t a sign of you,” Moira said, her tone dripping with disapproval as she faced Archer. “I started to think you’d gotten so distracted you forgot you’re still the Alpha of the Razor Pack”

Archer sat composed at the table, his long fingers wrapped around a glass of water. He took a calm sip and said nothing

Moira rapped her knuckles against the tabletop, a sharp crack echoing through the room. “Talk to me! Don’t you dare play the silent type with me!”

Archer set his glass down and cut a glance toward me.

It was a brief, neutral look before he turned back to Moira.

“Weren’t you the one who insisted I come back because we were going out this morning?”

“Oh? I thought you’d tossed my words to the wind a long time ago.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He sounded submissive enough, but his cold expression didn’t show a hint of actual fear. He still carried that bone–deep Alpha arrogance and detachment.

Moira was clearly fed up with his “brick wall” act, so she ignored him and waved me over to sit next to her.

I sat down and asked softly, “Are you two heading out?”

“Not ‘you two,‘ dear–all of us,” Moira said, a smile finally touching her eyes. “A family outing. Melanie, where would you like to go? You call the shots today.”

I felt a flash of self–mockery.

In the pack, I’d always been the “boring” one. I honestly couldn’t think of a single activity everyone would actually enjoy.

“I’m fine with whatever you’d like.”

Moira clearly had a plan. “The hot spring resort on the outskirts. We were supposed to go last time, but instead of relaxing. someone made sure I ended up in a hospital bed. This time, he’s going to make it up to me.”

The jab was aimed straight at Archer.

The Alpha across from us just sipped his coffee, his fingers perfectly steady. It was like that entire drama hadn’t even registered with him, or at least wasn’t worth a shred of guilt.

Hooked away.

I’d been to that resort before; it wasn’t anything special.

But to keep Moira happy, I nodded along. “Okay, let’s do it.”

After breakfast, I went up to pack.

I only packed for myself. As for Archer’s things, I didn’t touch them.

Even though he was technically still my mate, he’d already given all his warmth to Camille.

He probably hated the idea of my lingering apple scent touching his private things, and I’d long since lost the patience to play the doting mate.

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Choper 14

Shannon took care of Trista’s bag

In the past, I would’ve double–checked everything myself, terrified of forgetting asing day of the four key

Now, I just clicked my small suitcase shut and headed downstairs without asking a sine question out her georges

When we arrived at the resort, Archer took a call and vanished into the depths of the hallway.

While I was hanging my clothes in the wardrobe, Moira slipped into the room with a mysterious look on her face. She genees exquisite wooden box into my hands and whispered, “I found this specifically for you. It’s not just the oil, the same cold–spring tonic in there. Rub it on your scent gland when you’re in the springs–Wide you Make sure you use it.”

Seeing that “mission accomplished” look in her eyes made my stomach flip.

I opened the box.

Inside was a minimalist, lingerie–style swimsuit–not as flashy as I’d feared, but definitely bold.

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The real draw was the small, dark porcelain bottle. In the werewolf world, a tonic that can wake up a dormant scent gland is more lethal than any perfume,

Moira smiled and gave me a final instruction. “Use it in front of him, you hear me?”

I felt flushed and gave a low, hesitant, “…Okay.”

Just as I said it, Archer pushed the door open,

His eyes swept over the open box.

I froze for a second before snapping the lid shut.

He acted like he hadn’t seen a thing, turning to Moira with a flat, “Grandmother, did you need something?”

“Just telling you to get to the springs,” Moira said, nudging his shoulder. “Go change.”

Archer paused, but surprisingly, he didn’t argue.

A few minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom in his robe.

As we brushed past each other, his chilly pine scent pressed down on me, making Frost whimper in my mind

I took the box into the bathroom.

Following Moira’s instructions, I carefully applied the tonic to the gland at the back of my neck.

The moment my fingers touched it, the dormant apple scent felt like it was being woken up by moonlight, beginning to fill the steamy air with a thick, sweet fragrance.

When I stepped out in my robe, Archer was gone.

I started toward the pools, but Moira poked her head out from the next room and pointed with a grin. “Archer’s in the small pool on the left. Go on.”

The pool on the left was tiny barely thirty square feet.

If we both sat in there, we wouldn’t even be able to stretch our legs without touching each other.

Moira was clearly trying to force some “quality time” in a space where we’d be wearing next to nothing

But since she was standing right there watching me, I had no choice but to walk in.