Chapter 5
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And with that, he left as well. Now that I had some time alone, I threw myself back into bed and checked my phone. The screen showed 20 missed calls and two texts.
All from Kylian.
I opened the texts that Kylian left me, the first one reading, "Where are you?"
Next one reads, "I’ve had enough of these games. Return to the packhouse as soon as you read this. I’m ordering you as Alpha."
I could practically hear him say it, accustomed to his cold tone. My heart went soft for a few moments, and I admit that I missed him. Though he wouldn’t openly show it, he must have cared about me greatly to go out of his way to message me. I felt a bit of joy spark in my heart, small remnants of a love I had already cast aside. Those sparks urged me to rush to his side once more and do as he asked.
But I already made up my mind and had returned home. I could no longer stay with a man who didn’t love me, not after everything I had done for him and all those years I patiently waited. I would be a fool to crawl back to him.
Not to mention Kylian didn't even realize why I had left him in the first place. Even now, he thought this was some sort of game to win his attention and care. Or perhaps he thought this was my way of exacting petty revenge on him. It could have also been a trick to persuade me to return so that I could take the fall for the accident in Flora’s stead.
I turned off my phone and put it down, only for it to begin buzzing on the table.
It lit up with Kylian’s name and a pink heart emoji beside it that I hadn’t even had the time to remove yet. The caller ID was definitely mocking me, poking fun at the girl I once was, head over heels in love. How dazzling those fantasies once were. I hesitated to pick up for a moment, my finger hovering just above the answer button.
Eventually, I gave in.
"Where are you?" Kylian asked, his voice as steely and detached as ever. If he was concerned, I certainly couldn’t hear it.
"I don’t think that has anything to do with you anymore, Kylian" I replied, trying to match his indifference. That was the first time I had called him by his name in three years. White noise filled the silence for a while. It was almost as if he didn’t know how to deal with me now that I was so cold to him.
"That’s no way to talk to your Alpha," he sighed, though his tone made it clear that he was making concessions for me. "Come back home. I've prepared your favorite foods for you."
As if on cue, there was a soft knock on my door. A handful of maids peeked in, and upon seeing that I was taking a call, they silently pushed in a few trolleys lined with silver trays. Each one contained luxurious foods, the aroma nearly making me forget about my woes altogether. The maids set the food on a table on the other side of the room and left as quietly as they had entered.
There was steak and roast turkey, even an ornate bowl of foie gras topped with caviar. And lining the table were all kinds of meat dishes, many of which I didn’t even know the name of. I was nearly on the verge of tears because of Kylian, but my hunger quickly got the best of me and my sorrow was dispelled.
As I surveilled the table, I realized that my brother had called for a marked lack of greens. He was committed to plumping me up the moment I came home, and I couldn’t help but giggle at his antics.
"What are you laughing at? And why aren’t you answering me?" Kylian asked impatiently, the receiver unable to make his tone as intimidating as it would have been in person.
Without answering, I picked up a fork and delicately put a piece of foie gras into my mouth, only answering once I had finished chewing. "So, Kylian, what’s my favorite food?"
As expected, there was no answer.
"You don’t even know what I like to eat. But I’ll have you know that I know exactly what your favorite food is. I know your favorite flower, your favorite color, and everything else about you. But you… You don't even know when my birthday is, do you?" I asked bitterly. Tears had gathered in my eyes, and I had to bite my lip to keep them from spilling out. The food also helped.
After taking a moment to regain my composure, I said, "You know, when I was young, I loved pizza. I’d get my hands on a slice even if it meant I’d be punished later for eating junk food. But now that I’m older, I don’t want it anymore. I know it’s not good for me."
And the same was with Kylian. Though I still yearned for him at times, I knew how poorly he treated me. He wasn’t good for me, either, and I wanted nothing to do with him anymore.
"Della, what are you trying to say? And you still didn’t answer me. Where are you? I'll come pick you up." His voice was becoming animate, tinged with concern. I had never heard him this flustered. As an Alpha, he was calm and steadfast, rarely revealing even the smallest trace of emotion.
"I already told you that I don't want to see you anymore. I hope you can accept that. Just say it. Make it official and break it off. I don't think that would be difficult for you."
"Are you serious?" he asked.
Though I wanted him to come to terms with it and leave us behind, I knew that somewhere in my heart, I hoped that he would fight for our love. I wanted him to get in his car and appear in front of me. I wanted him to walk up to me with a tender smile and tell me that he would never leave me, that he couldn’t bear to live without me. That he was done with Flora. I wanted him to pull me into his arms and kiss me and bring me to bed and beg me to sleep with him as his one true love.
But that was a fantasy, and I would snuff it out.
"I'm serious. Please, Kylian. Let’s end this already. Accept it."
"You’re out of your mind," he replied in a stern voice, the fluster making way for anger. "I am the Dark Moon Alpha, and you are nothing more than an Omega. You have no right to put an end to our relationship. That privilege is mine and mine alone."
"Fine. Then do it. Reject me," I prodded calmly.
I could hear him on the other end breathing heavily. He sounded angry, and though I could somewhat imagine it, I wanted to see his expression. After all, he had always treated me with such indifference. Though it wasn’t love, it was still something, and I found that it was satiating to see him so angry at me.
I took a deep breath and continued to push him, making sure my voice conveyed just how determined I was as I said, "Please, Alpha Kylian."
"You dare challenge me? I am the leader of the most powerful pack in the entire Kingdom, yet you dare say that I wouldn’t leave an Omega like you?"
"Well, I don’t know. You still haven’t done it yet," I replied. "What are you so afraid of?"
"Then I, Alpha Kylian of the Dark Moon Pack, appointed leader of one of the Campbell Kingdom’s lands, reject you as my chosen mate and Luna," he declared without hesitation.
"I accept your rejection," I said curtly.
Betraying his steely resolve, his voice suddenly trembled and he sounded confused. It was as if he had become a different person, a Kylian from some strange new world. "Wait, let me tell you what happened with Flora. She—"
I quickly cut him off, not wanting to hear him like this any longer.
"Now that we've severed our matebond, we have nothing to do with one another. You don't have to explain anything to me," My head throbbed and my heart hurt now that we had finally ended things, and Flora was the last person I wanted to hear about.
“Hope never see you again,” I hung up.
