After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 50

Leo's POV:

I was restless. My attempts to reach Elizabeth had been futile.

She had moved out of her old apartment and refused to answer my calls.

It wasn't about love or caring, but about duty.

She was supposed to be at my side, fulfilling her role as Luna at this prestigious event.

Dalia, my sister, looked at me with pity.

"If Elizabeth won't forgive you, you might be alone forever."

I had once been ashamed to have Elizabeth as my Luna, especially among werewolves who

scrutinized her lack of a wolf.

I had preferred Aria, but now I miss Elizabeth terribly.

Aria clung to my arm, her presence a constant reminder of what I had lost.

When I pushed her away, her surprise was evident.

The Alpha of the Oceanheart Tribe Nicholas, who had been in the middle of a serious discussion with me, was visibly upset.

"Well Mr Leo, you know a lot of your actions might have some serious consequences" he said bitterly.

"Consequences, like? I questioned back

"I have heard you are quite at peace with the border situation these days. Never think that it's always going to be the same. There can be a lot of tension on the border "

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This disgusted me beyond the core "so you will disrupt the peace? I got furious

To which he replied "if it is needed" He pointed with his eyes towards Aria.

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excused myself and headed to

I spotted a figure on a bench,

piano.

to see Elizabeth, looking

beauty left me

almost a whisper. She

replied, her voice steady but

you here," I said. "What are you

something'.. She said, her voice was calm

to learn she was performing at

through extra work and deal with a lot of

some extra money.

I said, trying to be sympathetic as I knew becoming my Luna would be a

become my Luna again, you'll save yourself a lot

wake up early every day, prepare your breakfast, handle pack matters, and manage everything in our lives?" Her words hit me hard. I had been oblivious to the

approached Elizabeth

stood up, indicating we would continue this conversation

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surface reflecting the faces of the

of fabric, every whispered word lost in the sea of

eyes on me, pressing down like a

was my moment-a moment I had spent

notes rang out, delicate

enveloped me, flowing through my veins, guiding my every

of faces staring at me, nor the grandeur of the

was alone with the music, with the spirit of the composition that had long been

and my escape.

glimpse of Aria in the crowd, her face twisted in a mixture of shock

against the floor, the noise jarring against the serenity

she blurted out, her

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