Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0325

Chapter 0325

He looked at me for a long moment, blinking slowly as if processing my question. Then, with a small shrug, he nudged me gently so we sat up straight. “I suppose I do owe you an explanation at this point."

"An explanation?" I asked, frowning slightly.

"About my past relationship issues," Alexander said tightly, his jaw working as if the words tasted bitter.

"You mean the reason you were so distant for so long?" My voice was soft, careful not to push too hard.

I'd known there was something buried deep-a kind of romantic trauma that made him feel he couldn't allow himself to love. But it had always been a sensitive topic, one I hadn't dared to ask about until now.

His silence was heavy, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he met my gaze with something raw and vulnerable. " Yeah,” he said quietly. “That's exactly what I mean."

"Okay," I said quietly, ready to listen.

with mine. "You remember telling me that in the original timeline, there was some kind of scandal

I nodded slowly. "I remember mentioning it, though I couldn't

Sabrina." His voice softened, tinged with sadness. “She was my first serious relationship." His lips curved into a bittersweet smile. "I thought

I

a way to strengthen her family's influence within the pack." His fingers fidgeted with the seam of a cushion, as if grounding himself in the memory. "For a while, things were great. We got along wonderfully, had what

I thought...

braced myself, expecting some tragedy-that Sabrina had lost someone or left under circumstances beyond

as he looked away. "She left in the middle of the night," he said, voice tight. "No warning. No note. I woke up in

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for him. "Why?"

he said bitterly. "Instead of talking to me, she waited until I was sound asleep and left. I found out not long after that she'd been seeing someone else—a man from the north. They'd been seeing each other in

now, and I believe they have

lacing my fingers through his. "I'm so sorry,

the front door shattered the moment. He looked at me apologetically, then stood to

just told me. When the door opened, August stood there, his posture rigid with urgency. His eyes darted toward me, and for a brief second, an almost angry look flickered across his