When the Alpha Chose His Pack Over His Mate

Synopsis

Two years after the arranged mate bond, I was sent back, and my mate, Rowen Watson, wasted no time in handing me a rejection letter. On the day I left, he stood silently to the side, his hands clasped behind his back, watching as I packed my belongings. His voice cut through the quiet, cold and detached. “You’re gentle and capable, Ivy. This rejection won’t hinder your future. When you return from your travels, I’ll arrange a suitable mate for you…” I nodded. “Alright.” His hand twitched as I took the rejection letter and tucked it into my bag. For many nights after, he would wake from nightmares, staring at my portrait and whispering, “Ivy, when will you come back?” --- On the day I left, Rowen stood to the side, his Alpha aura subdued but still palpable. He watched as I folded the few clothes I owned and placed them into the same bag I had brought with me when I first arrived. He stepped