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Today my so-called pack just sent me to my grave. They may have sent me here for the first time to a meeting but to hell with that this is beyond a nightmare.
I stood there like an idiot while he smiles at his chosen mate kissing her on the cheek then touching her stomach. Looking up at the sky all I could see was darkness with no rays of sunshine and rainbows.
'Oh, how wonderful life is.'
I was waiting for him but then when I first felt pain years ago I thought he died and here he is in front of me with his chosen mate.
"Hello, I'm Claire Montez-Gibson Eric's mate,"
'I didn't know the thing can talk' I try to control myself and I wanted to laugh, actually, I am laughing even though it's rude to do that in front of the Luna and Alpha but what can I do.
"Oh God"
Wiping away my tears after calming myself "sorry it's just that you look adorable together,"
'adorable my ass' I thought aside.
"So the meeting, shall we go in and start?" Alpha Eric says giving us a warm smile.
There is no way I am going to call him Eric, after all I don't have a Mate anymore.
'He's not rejecting us' Eliz groaned in my head.
I wanted to retort back at her but now is not the right time as the idea of my mate mating someone else is still shocking when all those times I thought he already died.
They discussed our pack's treaty while I just sat there with my mind somewhere far away, without focusing on the meeting's agenda or anything else. My hands fiddling on my lap, this can't be real Eliz but she just stays silent.
"Is there something you want to say, Elle?"
I turn to see all eyes on me. I have forgotten that they could feel my anxiety as our mind links are open to others but it doesn't mean they can hear my inner turmoil but only my feelings. The practice is for meetings only; nothing else unless you mated to your mate then the links will be open with nothing to hide from one another.
"Well"
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