The Alpha’s Last Breath Chapter 06By Novel7s / May 28, 2026 The Alpha’s Last Breath Chapter 06Five days later, I was at the airport. Julian called. “Mia! My parents say you’re leaving the country. Tell me that’s not true.” I watched a plane take off. “Julian, I’m at the airport.” Silence. Then frantic sounds, keys jangling, footsteps running, heavy breathing. “Don’t go! Please! I’ll break up with Lila right now. Please don’t leave me!” His words came out jumbled and desperate. “No, Julian,” I said. “I’m leaving.” “I’m coming! Wait for me!” His voice sounded like he was crying. “I don’t understand,” I said quietly. “How can you not get it, Julian?” “Why do you think your mother asked me to bring you milk? Why you felt sick after? She drugged it. She hates me.” “She saw you starting to care about me, and she couldn’t stand it. So she set a trap.” “And you fell for it without a second thought,” I whispered. “You punished me. You made me take the blame for something I didn’t do. You let your friends laugh at me. You made Lila your mate.” “Mia, I’m sorry-” “Julian, I don’t love you anymore.” The line went silent except for his ragged breathing. “Goodbye,” I said. As I hung up, the boarding announcement echoed through the terminal. Two years later, I came back to New York. I worked as a senior analyst for a company that was crushing Sterling Enterprises in the market. As if that wasn’t enough bad luck, Julian had gotten into a car accident rushing to the airport that day. He woke up in the hospital missing one leg. He went completely mad, disowned Luna Sterling, and kicked her out of the pack house. “You wanted Mia gone so badly,” he raged. “Now we’re all paying for it.” Lila tried to stop him, but he shoved her down. “This is all your fault. Every bit of it.” He destroyed her reputation in the pack. She lived in a cheap apartment now, working three jobs. My coworkers whispered about it. “Julian has lost his mind. He cut ties with his own pack. Why?” I sipped my coffee and listened. It felt like hearing a story about a stranger. I hadn’t planned to see him again. But he found me outside my office. He gave a trembling smile. “Mia, ever since you left, I’ve been alone. I’ve been waiting for you.” “From the first day you came to our house, I have loved you. I was just… scared. Scared of my mother. Scared of what it meant.” I looked at him. At the Alpha who had once been my whole world. Now he was just a weak shadow of himself. “Julian,” I said flatly, “I know what you did. But it doesn’t change anything. This is the bare minimum. This is your penance.” His face went pale. His hand instinctively went to his thigh, remembering the leg he lost chasing after me. “I understand,” he whispered, his eyes filling with tears. “Mia, just… be happy. Happier than you ever were with me. Or I’ll never forgive myself.” I turned and walked away. Six months later, I closed a deal that solidified my company’s market dominance. The bonus changed my life. At the celebration dinner, my phone buzzed with a news alert. [Sterling Enterprises declared bankruptcy. Its CEO, Julian Sterling, was found dead. Suspected suicide.] I read it. Then I locked the screen, raised my glass, and smiled at my colleagues. “To new beginnings,” I said. And I meant it.
