I sighed. "What do you want me to say?" I countered, feeling the frustration rise within me.
Silence fell between us, thick and oppressive. Finally, the Alpha muttered a defeated, "Fine! Do as you wish," before abruptly ending the mind link.
The irony was not lost on me. When I questioned his visits to Tracy, he found me annoying. When I asked when he would return from her place, I was still the bothersome one. Now, even trying to be understanding seemed to irritate him.
With a sigh, I closed my eyes tightly, fighting the urge to dwell on the endless cycle of disappointment. I needed to focus on something more important, like rediscovering my path, even if it meant becoming a stranger to myself. Could I do that, now that I had abandoned my wolf?
The night stretched on, and I lingered in the inn, lost in a whirlpool of regrets and what-ifs. The thought of returning to the pack house was unbearable. Yet, when I finally returned, my mate was already gone. I took a shower, hoping to wash away the day's burdens, and crawled into bed, seeking the solace of sleep.
Just as I began to drift off, the tranquility was shattered by Roan’s urgent mind link.