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The kind of comfort I would’ve gotten from Hestia.
The family kind.
But I had no one.
“What about me?”
I asked quietly. The tears trailed down my cheeks. I didn’t bother wipe them away when I knew they’d just keep coming. I
didn’t care if it made me look weak. I didn’t care if the whole Pack saw this. My heart was bleeding from inside out and the
only form of consolation I had was to let it go. The sister who would comfort me was the reason this was happening.
“You have Hestia, but what about me? I didn’t do anything. I- I’m being forced to watch you two stay together while I can’t
find my happiness. You say you don’t want the bond to take control, but-”
I sucked in a shaky breath,
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“Why do I have to get punished? Why are you punishing me for something out of my control? You may not want a mate
but I do. Wolves only get one mate, Landon. No wolf can ever be truly complete without their other half. I only ever wanted
my mate. Who will I have if not you?”
My voice cracked at the end. The strength that held me up slowly leaving me. I felt so weakened. So drained both
emotionally and physically. I could feel our bond prick with waves of discomfort and despair. Landon’s eyes closed for a
brief second before he pried them open. They were hardened, glossed over with certitude. I begged the Goddess above
for him to give me a chance. Pathetic as it was, he was my future. The future I wanted so desperately. Even if it made me
look like the bad guy, I wanted to have him. Even if I looked like a fool chasing after him.
“Selene, I’m sorry.”
I blinked away my tears. Landon had turned away, glaring into the floor. All the pent up frustration in him being taken out
by drilling his anger to the ground beneath him. He couldn’t bear to look at me anymore. Not that I could blame him. I
looked like a mess. Red rimmed, swollen eyes, skin pale from anguish.
His resolve would surely waver if he looked. Much to his dismay, his wolf was fighting for control. The hurt his human
side inflicted on his mate urging him to come forth. The green in his eyes flickering to a soulless pitch black. I looked to
my sister who still had yet to say something. My eyes pleading with her to understand. She knew better than anyone how
much I wanted my mate. How much I longed to finally meet mine since the moment I turned six and learned about them. How disappointed I was when I didn’t meet him the day I turned sixteen. How I spent hours looking around the pack territory in hopes to find him wandering about.
Hestia met my gaze and shook her head. She grabbed onto Landon before wedging herself in his arms. She cuddled into him, using his body to shield her away from reality.
“I can’t let go of him.”
She whispered hoarsely into his chest.
“I love him, Sel. I love him with all I have. Who knows, maybe- maybe you will fall in love one day. Find someone of your
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own! It doesn’t have to be this way. You don’t have to follow the mate-”
A loud snarl cut her off. Everyone’s attention drifted to Landon who’s lips were tugged upwards to the point his extending canines were visible. He obviously didn’t like the remark of me falling in love with someone else but none of us dared to comment on it. While he claims to want my sister, he also hates the thought of me having another. Absolutely despises it. My wolf growled in disapproval for his hypocrisy. What surprised me was that my wolf was taking his rejection far better
than I was. While I felt the need to cater to him and plead him to stay, my wolf was angry for his denial of our bond. She
was aggressive, flicking her tail against the ground in my mind out of aggravation.
She sent forth raging emotions of hostility at both my mate and sister. It took all it had in me not to act upon it. Thankfully I managed to control her anger just barely. Hestia pursed her lips together as she stared at me. The earlier hesitation,
gone from her gaze. It seems like his reaction bothered her more than she let on.
“It doesn’t work like that Hestia. The mate bond will always exist between us. Our souls were intertwined from the moment the Moon Goddess put us in our mothers womb. Only true mates can be one together. Body and soul.”
I gingerly wiped my puffy eyes. A mate bond wasn’t some flimsy thing that a simple mark on the neck could erase. If one of the true pair was marked, all the other would have to do was place their mark over the other one and it would be like it was never there to begin with. It was painful, yes, but it would disappear almost instantly. Like it was draining poison from
the marked’s skin.
Overwritten by the rightful imprint.
This happened with countless couples just like Hestia and Landon. I just didn’t know if it were any different since Landon was of Alpha blood. No Alpha blood ever rejected their destined Luna. Not only was it unlikely for mates to reject each other, but it was dangerous as well. An Alpha’s mate was crafted for the purpose of leading a pack alongside the Alpha. She would have characteristics that no average she wolf would have. Rejecting a Luna was like sending the pack to a road
ruin.
