My Alpha’s “Private Messages” Had an Audience of Two… Oops! Did I Ruin Their Lives? Chapter 02

My Alpha’s “Private Messages” Had an Audience of Two… Oops! Did I Ruin Their Lives? Chapter 02

By the time I got back to our place, Zander was already gone.

I stood in the space I’d put together piece by piece, looking at his traces everywhere. I used to think that as long as he was here, this was home.

Our mating ceremony photo still hung on the wall, both of us grinning like idiots. Looking at it now, it was fucking ridiculous.

“You’re back?”

Zander’s voice came from behind me.

I hummed a quiet “Yeah.” That seemed to throw him off.

Maybe he thought I’d lose my shit, scream and claw at him. He probably came back ready for a fight.

But I didn’t make a scene, so now he looked uncomfortable and spoke first.

“Aria, cut it out, okay? We’re almost thirty. You can’t expect my entire Insta to be about you. What would the other Alphas think?”

He still didn’t get what I actually cared about.

“Right. Got it,” I said.

Seeing me so calm, he quickly changed topics. “Nyx’s parents want us over for dinner.”

“I can’t stomach eating at their place. Go yourself.”

He didn’t push it. “Fine, probably better anyway. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Get some rest tonight, don’t wait up.”

“Don’t wait up”—meaning he was sleeping somewhere else tonight.

He grabbed his jacket and headed for the door, then stopped. “Oh right, how are things going with that northern pack alliance? Think we can close it?”

“It’s fine.”

He moved closer, voice going soft. “Stop being mad, okay? I still love you. See? I’m still thinking about your stuff.”

“What we have is between us. As long as we both know it, that’s enough.”

Was he really keeping track of our business, or had this become just another task on someone else’s to-do list?

He left.

The moment the door clicked shut, something inside me died completely.

My face was wet.

I wiped it off and called the lawyer in my contacts. “Hey, I need you to draft a mate bond dissolution agreement.”

Then I called my northern contact.

“Skye, from now on, handle all negotiations under my personal name. This has nothing to do with the Grimm Pack anymore.”