One final folder lay at the bottom—heavy and thick, labeled “Future Assets.” Inside were deeds, financial plans, and insurance policies... all aligned to ensure Janine’s future was secure. Not mine. Not ours.
I snapped pictures of that too, then quietly closed the vault, ensuring everything looked untouched. I didn’t even glance back at the place I once believed was my home. I was already gone in spirit.
The moon hung low in the sky when I arrived at the home of the Gamma—the oldest, most respected member of our pack.
“Luna Natasha?” he said, clearly surprised. “This is… unexpected.”
“I need your help with something rare,” I said. “A severance ritual.”
His expression turned grave. “Severance? That ritual hasn’t been performed in decades. It’s strictly—”
“I know it’s forbidden,” I interrupted, my tone unwavering. “But I want my bond with Alpha Jonathan severed. I know you store the Alpha’s blood for healing rites. I need it—for this.”
He stared at me for a moment, searching my eyes. Then he nodded. “If you’re sure, then all I need is your blood mixed with his. It’s a powerful ritual—permanent.”