Alexander & Ella

Alexander

The soda can fell to the bottom of the vending machine with a clatter. I grabbed it, along with a bag of pretzels to help settle Ella’s stomach, then made my way back toward her room. The door was slightly ajar as I approached, and I could hear voices coming from inside.

“I don’t want him to mark me anymore.”

Ella’s words stopped me dead in my tracks, my hand frozen midair as I reached for the door handle. I didn’t catch what she said before that, but it didn’t matter. Those seven words were enough.

I don’t want him to mark me anymore.

For a moment, I just stood there, processing what I’d heard. Ella didn’t want my mark. Didn’t want me.

Not that it should have been a surprise. She’d already asked for a divorce. Hell, we’d even signed a contract promising to divorce after my campaign.

Besides, I never had any intention of marking her.

And yet something about hearing her say those words made my chest hurt more than I thought it would.

“Alexander.”

I turned to find Liam approaching from down the hall. He was slipping his phone back into his pocket and his face was pale.

“I just spoke to Molly,” he said. “And I wanted to apologize for what happened.”

I blinked, momentarily confused before remembering the blue–haired woman from the bar. The one who had kissed my mate. With everything that had happened afterward, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

“I had no idea she had feelings for Ella,” Liam went on. “If I’d known, I never would have reintroduced them. I’m sure the incident was the catalyst behind Ella’s fainting spell.”

I shrugged, trying to appear unbothered even as my wolf snarled at the memory of another person’s lips on Ella’s. “It’s fine,” lied.

Liam’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re… fine? Another woman kissed your mate.”

No. I wasn’t fine. Of course I fucking wasn’t. Ella and I had a contract, but she was still my wife for now. And lately

Maybe Gabriel was right. Maybe I had gotten in over my head. The show Ella and I had been on, pretending to be a loving couple, had become all too real.

was what happened in the alley. I’d come so close–so fucking close–to having sex with her. At the time, it didn’t matter to me whether we were in public or not. All

Five years.

of marriage and Ella was

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even aware that I was,

what had happened out there was clearly a mistake–biology taking over during our lowest point. It was fust, pure and simple, Ella didn’t want me to mark her, she hated me. And I would never mark her, not when her family was responsible for

death.

it hurt so

out of my thoughts, I nodded. “Yes.

me for a moment. “If

when she wakes up. I’m heading home. I have work to

frowned. “She just collapsed

hands,” I said, nodding toward the door. “The doctor said she’s stable, and you and

soda with a skeptical look. “If

what I wanted. What I wanted was to go back into that room, to sit beside Ella’s bed and make sure she was okay. Every fiber of my being

I’d heard what Ella had said. She didn’t want my mark. Didn’t want me. It was better if I let her rest tonight instead of making her look at my face after the mistakes we

she feels better,” I said. “I’ll check in

away, striding down the hallway without

Ella

moment, I was confused as to where

And then I remembered.

and rolled over in the uncomfortable hospital bed, squinting against the morning light streaming through the blinds, Last night had started off so perfectly, only for everything to go to shit. One mistake after

I wouldn’t tell Alexander about my illness, instead, I’d made Lilith promise to keep my secret while I focused

he had to leave to prepare for a meeting, which only solidified my belief that what had happened between us in the alley had

the bedside table that had been there

vase filled with

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house, and she wasn’t back yet.

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