Chapter 11

In his emotional spiral, he opened his phone to their message thread. Her profile picture–that radiant smile–made it feel like she was still by his side. Only these traces of her existence could

offer him any semblance of peace now.

His trembling fingers traced her image. Their last exchange was from two nights ago–his desperate explanations about the pack feast. But Sarah hadn’t responded.

She’d never ignored his messages before. No matter what she was doing, his messages always had priority. His calls were always answered on the first ring.

When had she started changing? Ethan hadn’t even noticed. Everything had shifted after the rogue

attack.

Scrolling up through their history, he found her excited messages about their Moonbinding

ceremony:

ceremonial robe? I want something that gleams

the highest point of the ceremonial grounds. Let everyone see my happiness, see how much my mate

I try another? You mentioned a surprise–did you design one

ceremonial ring. But… for Alexandra. Those sacred robes were just props in his deception. The Moonbinding Sarah had dreamed of for

she’d never suspected, lost in the joy of what she thought was true love. Believing

screen as he sent message after message, pouring out his love, his regret, his shame.

each message bounced back–she’d severed their communication bond completely.

the rescue teams, but it was too late. No

waters.

distant territory. The “crash” was my

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