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Go Away, Never Your Luna!

"Alpha." I whispered as I got up, trying to hug his waist but he grabbed my hand immediately. "Do you want money?" He demanded coldly and I shook my head. "Don't get any funny ideas, Freya. I told you my heart belongs to my mate." He replied and I nodded, my shoulders slumping with disappointment. "It's been four years." ****************************** After 4 years of warming the Alpha's bed, his mate returns, it didn't take anything for the alpha to toss me aside like I was nothing and I realized loving him for 8 years was a waste and I was never going to get a chance with him. Gathering the shreds of my broken heart, I decided to walk away but just when I found my mate, the alpha returns and this time he's determined to do everything to have me back. It's up to me to decide whether I want the man who never loved me or if I should go for my mate but there's one problem, I have secrets huge enough to destroy both men and everything they stand for.
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Chapter 3

Freya

"These are roses! I specifically asked for tulips!" Mia snapped as she stared at the flowers and I exhaled deeply.

"Roses were."

"How dare you talk back to me!" She snapped and Jasper stepped forward, staring at me with anger.

"I ask you to organize one small party and you mess up something as important as this? Get tulips right away and dumb those roses!" He ordered and my eyes widened in shock.

"Alpha. I can't."

"Anything Mia wants, she must have it! Get tulips now and you better get this place ready before the guests start arriving!" He ordered and turned around while jis flashed me a proud smirk.

I was drained, planning such a huge party in two days was nothing but hell and goddess knew my patience was wearing out.

Hurrying out, I dashed away to the flower shop. Arriving there, I was stunned to hear that tulips weren't in season.

I grabbed my phone and placed a call to the Alpha immediately. "Alpha."

"What do you want, you bitch?" Mia demanded and I bit back the words that were on my lips.

"Please give the phone to the Alpha, I need to tell him about the flowers."

"Babe! You have a call from Freya, should I bring your phone over?" She yelled.

"No, whatever she has to say is just a lame excuse as to why she can't do her job diligently. What matters the most now is your happiness, Frey isn't important." He replied back and my heart tightened as the phone fell out of my hand.

My hands trembled in shock and without a word, I returned back to the pack house where I continued checking if everything was perfect.

Tears welled up in my eyes but I held them back. "You should never have loved him." My wolf whispered and I sniffed, trying to hold everything back.

"I was a fool. I thought maybe he would return the feelings." I whispered to my wolf.

The party was properly organized at the hotel hall and an hour later, guests began arriving while my shoulders were slumped due to lack of sleep and exhaustion.

I was like a moving zombie and I couldn't wait for Mia's arrival so I'd make my way home and do what I haven't been changed to do in two days, sleep.

"Wow. Isn't that Mia?"

"They look perfect together."

"I heard he asked for those diamonds to be made specially."

"She's looking so gorgeous, the alpha is a man every lady would be dying to have."

"I'm so jealous of her! She got herself the perfect man." Several gasps rang out as she walked in, decked in a beautiful off-shoulder ball gown with a crown. She was wearing a Diamond necklace with matching earrings and everyone stared at her with delight.

She had a huge smile as she and Jasper made their way to the special seat reserved for her.

"Find a juice over for Mia, she's thirsty." Alpha a Jasper mindlinked, it was his first time ever doing such and I was left in a daze.

I went over with an orange juice, ready to leave immediately. "I left my purse upstairs, go pick it up."

She ordered and I nodded, sighing heavily.

I made my way upstairs, walking as fast as my weak legs could go. I pushed the room open and grabbed the purse, breathing heavily as I returned to the hall.

I was sweating profusely and with a bow, I placed the purse on the table.

"Where are you going? You arranged this event, you should be here." Alpha Jasper announced.

"I'm. I haven't rested in two days, Alpha." I murmured and Mia frowned.

"But what if I need something?" Mia whispered as she pressed her body to him.

"Stay for a few hours, you can take a full day off after this party. Today has to be perfect for Mia." He replied coldly as he pulled her hand, kissing it softly.

I nodded and walked away, unable to continue watching them. I felt like puking and my head ached. Seeing them only twisted my already wounded heart and I just wanted to be as far away as possible.

Alpha Jasper grabbed a glass and hit it softly with a spoon, trying to get the attention of everyone.

"I have an announcement to make!" He muttered and the once noisy room turned silent.

"First. I'd like to thank Mia for coming into my life, she has brought nothing but happiness to me. Ever since Mia left I've been devastated and although I tried finding a replacement but I've come to accept that Mia is the only one I can love, this is why the goddess made us mates." I couldn't believe Alpha Jasper, a man who rarely spoke words in business, was saying this in front of hundreds of pack members.

"And with this, I'd like to announce Mia as my Luna. Mia, you complete my soul. I, Alpha Jasper of the Ravenclaw pack accept you, Mia as my mate." He announced and gasps rang out, my eyes almost popped out with shock.

He was accepting her. I couldn't believe this and my eyes watered instantly as my heart pounded heavily.

"I accept you too, Alpha." She replied and he carried her in his arms, kissing her as they twirled around. People began congratulating them but my knees bucked.

I couldn't believe it, I was in a daze and without a word, I began heading outside, shaking my head as I mumbled "no" to myself.

I couldn't stay anymore, it's high time I quit my job and stop hoping for the impossible. I wouldn't be able to take the pain. I planned her engagement. Maybe it's for the best if I leave the pack and never return, maybe the ground could lighten my pain and swallow me up.

"Stop you thief!" Two guards growled as they blocked my path and I scoffed, trying to break free.

"She's the only one who touched my purse, search her!" Mia squealed and it was then I realized she had accused me and people were staring at me with disgust because I had been running.

"Search her thoroughly and if you find it, punish her!" Alpha Jasper ordered coldly, his eyes cold as usual but slightly worse than before.

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