A Letter from Alpha After Ten Years Chapter 07

A Letter from Alpha After Ten Years Chapter 07

He looked up at my window. Through the rain curtain, I couldn’t read his face.

Bitter ache rose in my chest. I gritted my teeth-he was betting on my weakness.

After a long struggle, I squinted and called down, “Come up.”

He stood at my door, rainwater dripping from his hair.

I poured hot water and put it on the coffee table.

“Serena.” His voice was rough. “I’m sorry.”

I kept my voice calm. “Don’t apologize. That’s all in the past. I’ve started a new life.”

He looked at me, his eyes red-rimmed. “The Sophie thing. That was my fault.”

“I thought it was habit. Duty. She needed me, so I went. I couldn’t tell the difference between

habit and love, duty and guilt.”

“I really thought if I gave her one ceremony, I’d be even. There’s nothing else between us,

Serena. You have to believe me—”

His voice cracked.

“About that pink diamond… she showed up the day before the auction. Told me it was the one

for you. But then she started crying, saying she wanted it. I didn’t have it in me to say no.”

“I lied to you. I’m sorry.”

His voice got lower. Tears mixed with raindrops, falling.

I let out a long breath.

“Liam, if all your favor went to her, don’t tell me you love me.”

He exhaled. “But I really do love you. Only you.”

In the days that followed, Liam moved into an empty house nearby.

From the neighbors, I heard he’d quit his job, left his pack, come here looking for someone.

Vaguely, they guessed. He was here for me.

Every evening, walking home from the dock with my fish, I’d pass his cottage.

We’d walk on opposite sides of the stone lane. Neither spoke.

Every morning after that, something would appear at my doorstep.

Wild roses. Seashells.

A note underneath. Always the same words: [I’m sorry.]

One night, motor sounds came from the dock.

The noise woke me. I sat up and went to the window.

A white yacht was moored at the dock.

Someone stepped off the deck.

White dress. Hair loose.

Moonlight fell on her face, and I could see clearly. Sophie.

Next morning, I opened my door.

Sophie stood outside Liam’s gate, her voice carrying.

“Liam, I’ve been looking for you for three months. Why won’t you even answer my messages?”

Liam stood on his doorstep. Silent.

Sophie grabbed his sleeve.

“You gave up the pack. Your people. All for her.”

“Liam, I know you can’t let her go.” Her voice broke. “But you can’t abandon me either!”

They argued.

Then she noticed me.

Tears still on her face, but her eyes shifted instantly.

“Serena, give him back to me!”

“I already told him.” My voice stayed flat. “I don’t love him anymore. So you don’t need to ask me for anything.”

Sophie froze. Then her face lit with triumph.

I walked past them.

Her shrill voice behind me: “You heard her! She said she doesn’t love you!”

Then a sharp crack.

“Liam-you hit me?!”

I stopped-I wasn’t about to miss that show.

“That’s enough.” Liam’s voice was ice cold.

“Even if she’s done with me-I’m not choosing you.”

“Sophie, you’re just obligation to me. Nothing else. I confused that with something more. And look where that got all of us.”