Alpha Begged for my 3

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Chapter 3

The decision to leave didn’t come suddenly–it was the result of years of neglect, of small betrayals that I had tried to ignore. I had told myself over and over that things would get better, that Joshua would come back to me, and that his attention on Monique was temporary. But I was lying to myself. Each time I saw him with her, each time he chose her over me, a part of me broke. And I had let it happen. I had stood by, silent, while my mate–the Alpha–showered Monique with the attention that should have been mine. I had been blind to it for so long, convincing myself that Joshua‘ s bond with me would overcome everything. But it hadn‘ t.

The ambush had opened my eyes, and now, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t close them again. I couldn’t unsee the truth. The truth that Joshua had been pulling away from me for years. The truth that he had chosen Monique long before that attack. I had been blind, but I wasn‘ t anymore, That evening, as I sat by the window of our shared room, the memories flooded back. It wasn‘ one incident it had been a thousand small moments, piling up until I could no longer breathe under t just the weight of them.

The first time was subtle. Monique had only just joined the pack. She was the daughter of an allied Alpha, and Joshua had been tasked with making her feel welcome. I had brushed off their growing closeness at first. I told myself that he was just doing his duty, that it was nothing more than him being a good Alpha.

But then came the missed dinners, the moments where I would catch them training together for hours while I stood on the sidelines, watching like a stranger. The way he would cancel our meetings to spend time with her, always with some flimsy excuse about “pack politics” or “strengthening alliances.” And I had accepted it. Every time, I told myself it didn’t mean anything. That we were stronger than this.

But the day of the ambush had shattered that illusion. He had chosen her. In the heat of battle, when instinct ruled, he hadn’t come to me. He hadn’t protected me, his Luna, his mate. He had protected her. And in that moment, something inside me broke. That was when I realized: I had been nothing more than an afterthought for him, a title without meaning.

Now, as I sat there, staring at the bag I had packed, I knew I couldn’t stay any longer. I couldn’t live in the shadow of a mate who didn’t see me.

I walked over to the desk, the weight of my decision heavy on my chest. But it wasn‘ t sadness I felt–it was a strange kind of relief. I picked up a pen and stared at the blank sheet of paper. What could I even say? How do you put years of hurt into words?