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Nash:
I watched her sit before me, looking so pretty and content. She didnât seem like she had missed any
of usâor me. Had she not thought about me all these months?
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It wasnât like she hadnât changed physically either. She was weaker than she used to be, more
tanned, with toned muscles on her arms now. But regardless, she looked even more beautiful. She
seemed like someone who had been training a lot.
âNora!â I closed my eyes, trying to calm my frayed nerves. Hearing her talk about Brody like that was
killing me softly.
âI donât care. You have to come home. You canât just forget that-â I hissed under my breath, trying to
move closer to her, but she didnât even flinch.
This wasnât the Nora I remembered as my mate. She seemed indifferent.
âYou canât force me,â she replied calmly, though the smile had disappeared from her face.
âReally? Fine. Does your husband know you have a fated mate
somewhere?â I didnât want to resort to this, but my anger knew no limits, and I couldnât stand the
thought of her with anyone else.
âHe doesnât. Because I donât have a fated mate,â she looked me directly in the eyes and repeated
the very words I had once told her.
I was stunned.
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But it made sense. Of course, she threw it back in my face. I remembered how she had begged me
to make her stay, and I had pushed her away.
âI can explainââ I clenched my fists, my body trembling with discomfort.
âThereâs no explanation for anything youâre saying. Iâm not your mate; I never was. And even if you
believe we were, Iâm married now. So Iâd suggest you donât interfere in my matters. Go home, fix
things with Daphne, and marry her-â There wasnât a trace of pain in her voice as she spoke to her
supposed mate about another woman.
âIt doesnât hurt you at all?â I asked in disbelief, studying her face.
âNo! Why would it hurt me? Iâll be very happy for you if you end up with the woman you love, just like
I am with the man I love.â She shrugged so nonchalantly.
It was as if she was on a mission to break my heart. But I wasnât okay with it.
âIâm going to check on the maids,â she clicked her tongue, but before she could stand, I placed my
hands on the sofa, trapping her in.
The way she raised her brow and didnât flinch confirmed that she had truly changed.
âWhat was that about? If he loves you so much, why the hell were you fighting a mutant in front of
everyone like a slave?â I hissed, glaring into her eyes.
I was shocked when I saw that. Who would let his beloved mate step into the arena and fight a
mutant? The injuries she sustained made my heart ache, but Brody didnât even bat an eye. He was
happily watching the crowd, gauging their reaction.
The more the fight delayed, the happier Brody turned. In that moment, my
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brothers had to hold me from physically jumping in the arena and dragging Brody in with me for
mutant to fucking kill him. The Nora,
that was so fragile that an army of stepbrothers were busy protecting her and looking like evil
beings, was thrown in front of a deadly mutant? how did Brody not stop it?
âIt was my choice. He trained me for it after I asked him to. And unlike you, he respects my wishes,â
she said, and I called it out as complete
nonsense.
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I respect her wishes, but would I let her die or get beaten up like that? Even if she won, it was
surprising to watch her fight with such skill. Still, I would never allow itâespecially not for the sake of
entertainment or betting money.
âNo! I know this attitude is because youâre strong now, which I donât even understand,â I began to
ramble, and she sighed, gently placing her hand on my shoulder to push me away.
That touch took me back in time. It used to be just for me. Was it true? Did she really give herself to
that asshole and fall in love with him now?
âNash! I have maids to attend to,â she repeated like a broken record, but there was emptiness in her
eyes.
She stood up and left, while I remained in my spot, hurt and in pain.
âDid we really expect to wait for her all these months? Of course, she moved on, and I feel
responsible for it. If I hadnât been crushed-â My wolf felt the pain as deeply as I did.
âShe is so different now,â I admitted. She really seemed happy here.
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