The miscarriage I suffered had been the result of an accident, I accidentally fell, causing stress to my stomach. Today marked the second month since my abortion surgery, and my mate had agreed to accompany me to the follow-up checkup. As always, he found an excuse to leave hastily. This time, though, I felt no compulsion to hold onto him, no desire to plead for his presence.
Well, not anymore.
Watching the Alpha's retreating figure, a wave of detachment swept over me. I realized, with clarity, that anything he did no longer held any sway over my emotions. It was as if my heart was done loving him blindly.
The sadness I once felt in his absence was gone, leaving behind nothing but a void.
A healer called my name, bringing me back to the present. I collected the test results silently, gathered my belongings, and prepared to leave.
Not long after, Roan talked to me through our mind link, "Lori, you can go home on your own, right? I still have things to do."
There was a time when I would have clung to him desperately, replying with pleas like, "But I need you right now, Alpha." Now, it felt futile. With a sense of resigned acceptance, I uttered back, "Fine."
After that, I hailed a cab, but unknowingly, I looked back at the pack's infirmary as I settled inside, and there I noticed Roan's car outside the place. A flicker of curiosity sparked within me—why was he here if he claimed he couldn’t pick me up?
When I arrived at the pack house, I opened Twitter again. As expected, Tracy tagged Roan in another post.
[Just had a small scratch, but he insisted on dragging me to the hospital and has been accompanying me since. After all this time, you're still the best!]
Tracy, I remembered her well. Who wouldn't?
She had posted a photo on Twitter with my mate before. In the background, I recognized the shirt I had picked out for Roan on his birthday, now draped over his shoulders in the picture. Tracy Tompson was Roan's childhood sweetheart.
Years ago, Tracy had moved away from the pack with her Alpha and mated with him. Life took a cruel turn for her when her mate died. From what I heard, things became cruel for Tracy and her child with the dead Alpha. Because she was a fallen Luna, she no longer held any power. And she was later shunned from the pack they once led.