I forced myself out of my daze, reaching to stop his hand.
Damien turned to me, eyes warm with confusion. “What’s wrong, love? You’ve always loved Moonlight flowers.”
My voice came out stiff. “I don’t like them anymore.”
His face went rigid, pupils contracting as his expression turned unnatural. Something like fear flickered in his eyes.
He forced a smile, but his voice was strained. “But Sierra… they’ve been your favorite since we met. Why suddenly…”
My heart clenched with familiar pain.
I remembered how he’d once spent months cultivating an entire garden of Moonlight flowers outside our quarters, nurturing them through the harsh winter just to make me smile.
Now he picked these same flowers for Emily, secretly delivering them to her cabin in the woods.
The question burned in my throat: When you give Emily these flowers, do you remember your promises to me? Do you feel any guilt at all?
Before I could speak, a new guard I’d never seen approached Damien from behind. Something about their scent made me freeze.
The guard was slight for a male, features delicate despite attempts to appear masculine. But under the artificial musk, I caught a familiar floral scent.
Emily. She’d disguised herself as a male guard, but couldn’t mask her true scent from another wolf.
“Alpha, urgent news from the southern border,” she said, deepening her voice. “Your immediate attention is required.”
Damien’s power flared briefly before he recognized her. His expression flickered between anger and something else.
My breath caught painfully. Of course he knew who she was.
Even disguised, her beauty shone through – that ethereal quality that had captivated my mate.
Damien shifted, placing himself between us as if to shield her from my view.
“Sierra, enjoy the festival while I handle this…” His guilty eyes couldn’t quite meet mine.
I lowered my gaze, hands clenched behind my back. “Fine. I can manage alone.”
He reached to brush my cheek, but I turned away.
Damien’s voice hardened as he addressed Emily’s guard disguise. “Your carelessness could have consequences. Remember your place.”
The threat in his tone was clear, but his eyes held something else when they met hers.
Emily bowed, a small smile playing at her lips. “Of course, Alpha. We should hurry…”
Her voice had lost its masculine edge, becoming honey-sweet.
Damien scowled and roughly grabbed her arm. “Enough. You risk too much.”
His power flared, leaving red marks on her pale skin. But the gesture felt more like a caress than punishment.
Emily’s face showed a flash of triumph before crumpling into fake submission. She backed away, head bowed.
Once she disappeared into the crowd, Damien’s expression softened as he looked at me.
“Sierra, browse the festival. I won’t be long.”
I nodded mechanically, waving him away.
He stroked my hair, then ordered two betas to stay with me. His eyes turned cold. “Watch her carefully. And find that necklace.”
His passionate command made me laugh bitterly inside. Such a convincing performance.
As Damien vanished into the crowd, I silently followed, leaving the confused betas behind.
I tracked them to an abandoned cabin at the festival’s edge. Through the window, I watched him pull Emily into his arms.
“You’re too reckless,” he growled. “You shouldn’t appear before Sierra.”
Emily’s tears fell as she beat her small fists against his chest in practiced helplessness.
“I missed you so desperately. Why are you so cruel?” She sniffled. “I thought this disguise would work…”
She shifted forms briefly, her pure white wolf gleaming. “See how beautiful I am? Don’t you want me?”
Emily held up her reddened arm where he’d grabbed her. The guard’s sleeve fell back, revealing lace underneath.
Damien’s throat worked as his eyes darkened with obvious desire.
“Want to see what I’m wearing under this disguise?” she purred. “I picked it just for you.”
Her boldness grew with each word.
He seized her arm, hunger replacing anger. “Such a devious little wolf…”
Emily giggled and pressed closer. “Only for you…”
They stumbled into the cabin, shadows merging on the window glass.
I stood frozen as their passionate sounds drifted out. My stomach churned as I watched Damien tenderly kiss the arm he’d pretended to hurt.
My ankle throbbed where I’d twisted it following them, swollen beyond recognition now.
Even knowing the potion would soon erase everything, jealousy and betrayal tore through me.
Tears slid silently down my cheeks.
Their intimate moans grew louder. I covered my ears but couldn’t block out the sounds of their pleasure.
Each noise pierced my heart like silver daggers.
The pain was worse than dying.
I forced myself to limp away, each step sending shooting pain through my ankle.
My carefully styled hair had fallen loose, my clothes were dirty, my ankle useless – I was a complete wreck.
I tried to comfort myself: These would be my last tears for him.
When I finally dragged myself back to the pack house, the betas waited with my recovered necklace.
The sight sparked memories of Damien asking me to be his mate, his face flushed with nervousness and hope.
His cheeks had been crimson but his gaze never wavered, words ringing with sincerity.
“Sierra, I swear to cherish you in this life and every life after.”
My heart had skipped at his intensity.
He’d kept that promise faithfully at first – taking my every word seriously, protecting me from all threats.
He’d even died defending me before his wolf emerged fully.
Now the necklace still sparkled, but the man who’d made those vows was gone.
I looked down at the moonstone pendant, letting my thumb trace its familiar curves one last time.
“Goodbye, Alex. I don’t want it anymore. I don’t want you anymore either.” I whispered, so softly even a wolf’s ears might miss it.
“Baby, what did you say?”
Damien’s voice startled me. He’d returned from his “urgent business,” hair slightly disheveled.
