Too Late to Apologize, My Dear AlphaChapter 1
Amid my post-abortion checkup, Dane, my mate and also the powerful Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, once again found a reason to leave. It had become a familiar pattern, one I had grown accustomed to. Initially, his absence stung, as if I had been abandoned, but over time, that sting dulled into a numb acceptance.
Taking my medication after the checkup, my face contorted, tasting its bitter taste scattered in my mouth. It was not the pack's clinic, so the pack members would not have a chance to talk about the situation. Instead, it was a clinic referred to by my mate saying someone vouched for this place.
After that, I returned to the pack house alone, a lingering sense of loneliness trailing me.
Opening my social media account upon my return, I noticed a post where someone tagged Dane.
[Just had a bruise on my cheek, but this one insisted on dragging me to the wolf healer's clinic! He has been accompanying me since. You're still the best!]
I didn't bother confronting Dane about his continued deception. The anger and hurt I might have felt before now seemed like too much effort in a relationship that felt increasingly burdensome.
Later, as I scrolled more, I saw intimate photos of Dane and this one woman, one I was familiar with, at an Alpha banquet. Then again, I wasn't angry.
Was it because things had not been doing well with me and my wolf? My emotions were rather numb than usual. Cassia, my wolf, had been quiet and it was not normal.
And when I unexpectedly encountered my mate with that woman together in the vicinity of the pack, she was holding a child as if they were a family. However, my reaction surprised even me. Calmly, I remarked, "The child needs a father figure. You should spend more time with them, Alpha Dane."
Startled, he grabbed me anxiously and asked, "Celeste, why don't you care at all?"
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Today marked two months since my abortion surgery, and I had a miscarriage due to an accident on my way home from the pack's clinic where I was working. The impact that my body had was too much, but the amount of blood I lost was rather abnormal.
I was a wolf healer, and I was born with the character to heal others. That, alone, was a reason for my Alpha to agree to hone my skills by working at the pack's clinic.