Goodbye, My Beloved Alpha Chapter 08

Goodbye, My Beloved Alpha Chapter 08

Lucas moved us.

He said he didn’t want Silas bothering us.

It worked. Everything was quiet.

Until he took me wedding dress shopping.

I knew nothing about weddings.

“I’ve been planning this since we got the papers. When I painted that portrait, I knew I wanted to see you in white.”

He handled everything. I just gave my opinion when his mom asked.

At one venue, a courtyard garden, we ran into Silas.

I tried to walk away, but he saw me first.

*Clara, come back. I’ll take care of you, like Grandmother wanted. Howling Wind is your home. Don’t you want to come

home?”

I pulled my hand back.

‘I was never your family. I have a family now. Stop coming to see me.”

Lucas’s parents loved me. When they found out I was alone, his mom hugged me and cried.

She said she was my mom now.

I liked this family. It felt real.

Howling Wind,Grandmother was the only family I’d had there. And she was gone.

I saw Lucas coming. I waved and ran to him.

He tucked my coat tighter, his arm around my shoulder as he talked to the manager.

Silas stood there, watching us leave.

I didn’t look back.

Silas’s POV

I’d spent my life trying to read people

But I’d never really read Clara. Not once.

I’d thought because she had nothing and no one, she’d never leave

She left. Came back a different person. Brave.

Grandmother pushed the bond, I went along with it. We had a big wedding to make the old lady happy.

No papers. No mark.

Clara never complained. Never told Grandmother.

I’d put Olivia’s roses everywhere. Watched Clara’s face go pale. Figured out why.

So when someone brought a fox shifter that looked like Olivia, I didn’t hesitate.

Clara’s face was perfect.

But then she got angry. Threw the ring. Walked out.

I told myself she was throwing a fit. She’d be back soon.

I hadn’t noticed she’d grown up.

She had a job. Friends. A mate.

When the enforcer told me she was married, I almost tore the office apart.

She talked about breaking the bond like I was nothing.

I lost control. Fought the kid.

Lost.

I remembered him from years ago. The kid who’d called me Uncle. I’m only four years older.

He was just as willful then. More so now.

But Clara,the way she looked at him when he was hurt. Worried. Tender.

The way shed looked at me, like I was a threat.

Something was gone. Something I couldn’t get back.

They sent a wedding invitation. The photo of the two of them made my teeth hurt

Our wedding was big too I was distracted Didn’t even take a picture with her Left everything to the staff I was a guest

at my own wedding.

She must have been so disappointed.

I’d gotten used to her being there. Let her take care of me. Told myself she’d always be there.

Now I know.

Some people leave. And they don’t come back.

She doesn’t want Howling Wind anymore.

She doesn’t want me.