(Let Me Go, My Alpha Husband) Chapter 2
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For the following days, Grant remained absent, and I made no inquiry.
Silently, I contacted my friends to retrieve the wedding invitations, the scent of
impending nuptials now a sickening reminder of his betrayal.
Grant had favored a small gathering, inviting only those closest to us. They
were shocked by my actions.
“Why cancel the union? You two seemed…bonded,” they questioned, their
voices laced with disbelief.
I found myself unable to articulate the truth. Bonded? If his perpetual
coldness was considered a bond, then so be it.
The only bond had been my unwavering devotion.
Finally, I confessed. “I have found a new mate.”
They laughed. No one took me seriously. Given my past devotion, it seemed
impossible.
But that suited me. I would prove them wrong. This time, it would be true.
Having retrieved the invitations, I returned home. Grant arrived shortly
after, his usually crisp white shirt rumpled, his eyes bloodshot, his demeanor
listless. His scent was heavy with exhaustion and a faint undercurrent of
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His first words mirrored my actions. “Retrieve those invitations. My mentor
has passed. In his honor, I cannot wed for six moon–turns.”
He anticipated my outrage, my desperate pleas. He knew my eagerness, my
grandfather’s yearning to witness the union. He’d planned a way to persuade me,
but I was surprisingly calm. A cold detachment had settled over me.
“Very well. I offer condolences for your loss.”
Grant was taken aback. This was not the reaction he expected. Since that
night, I seemed…different. Although he found me unsettling, he lacked the
energy to question why. He rubbed his weary eyes.
“His memorial is this day. He spoke of you before his passing. I shall take you
there.”
I held no fondness for Wanda, but I respected her father. A kind professor,
he would have surely disapproved of his daughter’s actions. I nodded, agreeing to
- go.
Grant cleaned himself, donned fresh clothes, and escorted me to the
memorial service.
Upon arrival, we heard a piercing wail.“Grant…”
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Wanda, clad in black, collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
“Wanda!”
Grant rushed to her side, gently cradling her. Without looking up, he stated,”
Remain here, human. I shall attend to her.”
mate?
Watching his tender concern, a chilling thought pierced me. Was Wanda his…
My former self would have unleashed a torrent of rage. But I was no longer that naive girl. I simply glanced at them before turning and walking away.
