The Enemy Alpha Wanted His Heartless Luna Chapter 07

When Brandon arrived at Garrett’s Alpha House, the front door was slightly ajar.

The faint aroma of coffee drifted from inside.

Hearing the noise, I glanced up at him, then lowered my eyes and took another sip of coffee.

“Grace.”

Brandon stood in the doorway, his voice suddenly hoarse.

“You’re here.” I set down my mug, my tone flat. “Good. That saves me a trip.”

I pulled a cardboard box out from under the table and pushed it toward him.

Everything inside belonged to him.

His shirts, ties, razor, books, and even a blue velvet ring box.

“I’ve packed all your things.”

Brandon stared at my face. “Grace, look at me when you talk to me.”

I raised my eyes. “I am.”

“Do you even understand what you’re saying?”

“Yes.”

“Then do you realize our bonding ceremony is supposed to be today?”

“I’m already married.” I gestured toward Garrett, who was sitting beside me, leisurely enjoying a slice of red velvet cake. “This is my husband, and my chosen mate.”

“Can you stop this, please? I don’t agree to this!”

I picked up my coffee and took another sip before slowly setting the mug down.

“Whether you agree or not doesn’t matter. All you need to know is that Garrett Beaumont is the one I completed the bonding ceremony with. He marked me.”

“You’re lying!”

Brandon lunged forward, bracing both hands on the edge of the table as he leaned toward me.

“How could everything change overnight? You’re just doing this to make me jealous!”

He reached out and gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

I met his gaze calmly.

No anger. No hurt. Nothing at all.

He stared at me for a long time. Little by little, the certainty in his eyes began to crumble.

Finally, his fingers slipped from my chin.

“Grace, if you’re angry, hit me. Scream at me. Do whatever you want. Just don’t be like this.”

“I wish I could.”

I lowered my eyes.

“But I don’t even have the energy to be angry anymore.”

Brandon stood frozen, his arms hanging at his sides, his fingers curling unconsciously into fists.

I got to my feet.

“Brandon, go home. If your family owes anyone an apology, apologize. If they owe anyone compensation, pay it. You don’t need to worry about my life anymore.”

Leah stood a few steps away, biting her lip as she watched the scene unfold.

But she couldn’t quite hide the gleam of satisfaction in her eyes.

She walked inside and stopped beside Brandon, giving me a cold, mocking smile.

“Grace, can you stop pretending already? Fine, throw a tantrum every now and then if you want, but do you really have to pull this stunt today of all days? How long are you going to keep this up?”

“Brandon doesn’t have to marry you. If you insist on keeping up this act, I’ll marry him myself.”

With that, she slipped her arm through Brandon’s and tilted her face up toward him.

“Brandon, what do you say?”

Brandon glanced down at Leah, then turned to look at me.

The corner of his mouth twitched before he played along.

“Sure. If she doesn’t care about me anymore, there’s no reason for us to keep holding on to something that’s already over.”

As he spoke, he never took his eyes off my face.

He expected to see a crack in my composure.

Even just one tear.

But I didn’t react at all.

I picked up my coffee without even looking at him again.

“I wish you both the best.”

“Grace!!!”

Brandon shoved Leah aside and rushed forward, pulling me tightly into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of my head, and his arms tightened around me, as if the slightest loosening of his grip would make me disappear from his life forever.

“You can hear me, can’t you?”

“I regret everything.”

“I choose you again. Please come back to me. Please?”

My cheek rested against his chest.

His heartbeat was fast and heavy, pounding against my ear.

But inside, my heart was like a mirror covered in dust. It could no longer reflect anything at all.

His body was still warm.

But no matter how fiercely that warmth burned, it could no longer reach the depths of my soul.

After a long silence, I finally spoke.

“It’s too late. I’ve lost my wolf, and our mate bond is broken. I don’t love you anymore.”

Brandon abruptly lowered his head to look at me.

My eyes remained clear and calm, utterly devoid of emotion.

His pupils contracted sharply.

Holden stood nearby, sucking in a sharp breath.

Trevor, meanwhile, dropped to the floor, clutching his head as he burst into tears.

Brandon pressed his lips to my forehead. His kiss was burning hot.

“It’s not too late. We’ll rebond tomorrow. I’ll court you all over again.”

“You still have next year, and the year after that. You have your whole life ahead of you. I can wait for you for the rest of mine.”