Chapter 2
Bran and Elena were childhood sweethearts, inseparable until university.
They loved deeply, and Bran once confessed he’d marry her the moment they graduated.
But fate intervened.
The year Bran’s pack, Silvermoon, faced ruin, Elena was away studying in another pack. When she heard, she ended things over a phone call–cold and final.
Bran spiraled into despair.
Everyone knew I was chasing him, ignoring the warnings.
“Aren’t you scared? Bran loved Elena with his
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Tonight was the final blow.
In the shower, I scrubbed off the humiliation. Dressed, hair dried, I stepped out of the room to overhear him.
“Elena’s had a lot to drink. Aunt Sasra, make her some soup when she gets home. Keep an eye on her tonight, okay?”
My breath caught. A breakup years ago, yet he still had her family servant’s number, still worried over her like she was his mate.
I recalled how he treated me drunk-
“Get off me. You stink of alcohol. Disgusting.”
I’d once thought it was tough love. It wasn’t.
“Bran,” his friend asked casually, “are you
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getting back with Elena? Laura looked upset.”
He scoffed. “Upset? So what? She won’t leave me.”
I closed the door and sat in silence.
Later, Bran staggered into the room, collapsing onto the bed. “Everyone’s gone. Go clean up and turn off the lights.”
I didn’t move.
“Bran,” I said.
“What?”
“We’re done. Let’s not see each other again.”
The room went quiet.
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For a moment, I thought he’d fallen asleep. Then-
“Do whatever you want.”
Just indifference, like discussing the weather.
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
I packed silently.
Bran sat up suddenly, his eyes flashing with irritation. “You’re noisy as hell.”
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