Luna’s Goodbye to Her Deceitful Alpha Chapter 04
For a moment, he couldn’t find a way to break the tension. Then he quickly grabbed the cake box from behind Brenda and shoved it into my chest.
“Nicole, isn’t this your favorite bakery? I got you tiramisu. Don’t be so sulky.”
He waited for my usual overjoyed reaction. When it didn’t come, a chill ran down his spine.
I took the cake and put it back in his hands.
“That’s for your current mate. I don’t want it.”
“You don’t have to force yourself to bond with me anymore. I’m an outsider. I’m not good enough for you.”
Sebastian’s heart skipped a beat. Why was Nicole emphasizing that she wasn’t good enough?
Was she actually angry?
He didn’t believe it. The same she-wolf who had begged him on her knees to get his memories back wouldn’t leave him over something this small.
The panic in his eyes was impossible to miss.
“Nicole, I—”
Before he could finish, Logan leaned in.
“Nicole,” he said, “the original plan to trigger his memories through his bloodline was clearly working. But with this nasty attitude of yours, you’re only going to mess up the Alpha’s memory recovery.”
Then he turned to Sebastian and gave him a knowing look.
“Right, Alpha? Your head hurts more now, doesn’t it?”
“After all, some people’s pathetic acting—only you can’t see through it.”
Sebastian’s expression shifted noticeably. He swallowed the explanation he’d been about to give.
He grabbed my hand and put on a fake, lovesick look.
“Nicole, don’t worry. I, Sebastian, swear on the Moon Goddess that I’ll make sure you get the most magnificent bonding ceremony ever.”
You can’t wake a wolf who’s pretending to sleep.
I didn’t have the energy to fight anymore. I just said flatly, “Got it.”
That familiar obedience finally let Sebastian breathe. He smiled, satisfied.
Brenda had been ignored for too long. She pouted, unhappy.
“Alpha,” she said, “you’ve been talking to her this whole time. You’re not even paying attention to me.”
She yanked his arm around hers, but her eyes stayed fixed on me. Cold. Deadly.
“I’m not happy.”
Sebastian immediately forgot I existed. His amber eyes softened with a kind of tenderness I had never seen from him.
“You little tease,” he said.
Then he threw Brenda over his shoulder and walked toward the car without looking back. He called out loudly.
“Logan. Take her back to the pack house.”
I watched the car door close. A moment later, it started rocking. Whatever last bit of attachment I had left disappeared with it.
Logan handed me the keys. He warned me not to use any more “pathetic tricks” to try to bring Sebastian’s memory back.
“Nicole,” he said, “that’s only going to push the Alpha further away. Just go back by yourself.”
I took the keys. All I could think was how utterly despicable he was.
He was in that car, getting cozy with Brenda, while sending someone to keep me under his thumb.
“Thanks for your concern,” I said.
Logan relaxed. He watched me walk away.
On the way back to the pack house, I turned and handed the keys to a stumbling drunk Omega wolf sitting by the side of the road without a second thought.
“Here,” I said. “A house. For you.”
The drunk wolf looked at me, confused. He thought I was joking.
“I’m serious. Take them.” I turned and left, calling a ride to my friend’s place.
I was going to cut every single tie to Sebastian.
I moved into my friend’s house to keep recovering. I called the pack house servant and told her to let that Omega wolf move in. Then I ordered her to throw away everything I’d left behind. All of it. Like trash.
“Everything,” I said. “Not one thing stays.”
The servant hesitated. “Nicole,” she said, “it seems like such a waste to throw it all away.”
My voice was cold and hard. “Too bad. The Alpha is dead. I don’t need any of it.”
She gasped in shock. She didn’t know what to say. Then she hurried to comfort me, going on and on about how tragic it was. How could I survive losing someone I loved that much?
The next few days, I focused on finding a new pack that would take me in.
I was only a few days away from leaving Stonevein Pack for good.
The servant was still clearing out my things at the pack house.
Until one day, she suddenly sent me a video, looking flustered.
