Werewolf

The Independence My Alpha Regretted

by Eternity

Ronan finally noticed that I'd stopped telling him things.When I bought a new dress for the Full Moon Gala, I didn't send him pictures and ask which one he liked. When the Silver Ridge Pack held its annual Winter Ball, I attended alone as Luna. And when the doctors said the silver fragments lodged beneath my shoulder blade had to come out, I scheduled the surgery by myself.No call. No text. I didn't even reach for the mate bond.When Ronan heard about the operation from my doctor, his expression hardened. "Why didn't you tell me? Give me the scans. I'll have the medical center rearrange everything.""There's no need. I can handle it, and you're busy enough as it is."Silence fell between us.Two weeks earlier, I'd still been sending him pictures of earrings, asking which pair I should wear to a council dinner. I'd text him during lunch to ask if he'd eaten and stay awake at night until his headlights swept across our windows.Every tiny part of my life used to revolve around my husband. My mate. My Alpha.But now, when the silver wound left me shaking with pain while he patiently listened to my stepsister cry, I didn't say a word.I didn't tell him I was pregnant either.Soon, he'd discover one more thing on his own.I'd left his territory for good.

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