Sorry, Alpha. You’re Not His Dad Anymore Chapter 11

Sorry, Alpha. You’re Not His Dad Anymore Chapter 11

ter the ceremony, I stood alone beneath the cedar.

Damian had already gone.

All he had left in the snow was a shallow footprint and the mate ring.

I didn’t pick it up.

Rowan approached from behind and stopped one step away.

“Theo chose me today. That doesn’t mean you should do the same.”

He had no ring, no prepared vows.

He didn’t even reach out to me.

“I know.”

“If you want our relationship to go no further than this, I’ll accept that.”

Lyla gave me an irritated nip from inside my mind.

I couldn’t help laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

“Funny how the most terrifying Lycan King in the Northern Territory had so much to say at a time

like this.”

Rowan narrowed his silver eyes.

The aura of a predator finally unfurled from him, but it still stopped at the edge of my boundaries.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

For a long time, I had believed that being fated mates meant the Moon Goddess had already made

every important choice for me.

So when Damian didn’t love me, I questioned whether I was good enough. I never questioned

whether the relationship deserved to survive.

I raised my hand and pressed my palm over Rowan’s heart.

His wolf slammed fiercely beneath his skin.

“This time, I want to choose for myself.”

Rowan didn’t move.

Only when I rose on my toes and kissed him did he wrap an arm around my waist and pull me tightly against him.

“choose you,” I whispered against his lips.

This was not a second-fated bond.

It was not a stronger Alpha sent by the Moon Goddess to compensate me.

It was simply one person seeing every part of another and choosing to stay.

When Rowan’s teeth touched the old scar behind my shoulder, he stopped at once.

“Aria?”

“Yes, you may.”

The new mark settled over the scar without erasing it.

I didn’t need my past to disappear.

I only needed it to stop owning me.

A small gray head peeked out from behind the tree.

Theo had shifted back into human form and was wrapped in a blanket larger than he was. He

regarded us gravely.

“Dad, did Mom say you could bite her?”

Rowan still had his arms around me, and he answered without the slightest embarrassment.

“She did.”

“Then it’s okay.”

Theo ran two steps away, then turned back.

“But you still have to practice shifting with me tomorrow.”

“Of course.”

“You can’t forget your pup just because you have a mate now.”

Rowan promised softly, “Never.”

When he said it, he didn’t look at me.

He looked only at Theo.

1 believed him.