Bond Yet Untouched, My Mate Regretted His Affair

Not once. He's the youngest senior healer at the pack's medical institute, a wolf with a pristine reputation and a severe

e the Ilmaris Town Medical Institute, clutching a bouquet of roses, only to see him kneeling before another she-wolf, gently slippin

ore a tailored suit, her face tilted toward Christopher as they laughed together. I'd never seen him like

top surgeon, was all stoic reserve, while I've always been the outgoing one, relentless in my pursuit. It took a full year of my stubborn

. His reaction? He bolted to the bathroom and retched, like I'd poisoned him. He

to Elthenia to lead a pack-wide medical project. As his mate, I've sent him messages, but they mostly go unanswered. He

oday, to rekindle our bond.

ghtly, and he murmured something soft to the she-wolf before walking toward me, umbrella in hand. "

olding out the roses

r voice cut through the rain.

flat. "Come with me,"

ushing as they walked ahead of me. Their low murmurs about work-medical jargon I couldn't follow-drift

ect to be accidental. At the meeting room door, she finally turned to me, speaking in Shalorian, a la

tongue, his voice calm. "Type doe

years ago, back when I was chasing him, desperate to underst

ne as cold as ever. "I've

throat ti

. six years of holding on, fueled by my stubborn hope, and it was all slipping away. I wiped the ra

ay what had to be said. So I waited, soaked clothes clinging to my skin, the chill seepi

ut of the meeting room, their voices lo

spoke up, my voice trembling from

ou're not unbound?" one said. "I th

You two were together back in

eady. "Brittany and I are history. Laur

uggested dinner, and my legs, numb from standing, wouldn't move. I watched as Chris

side. Christopher and Brittany sat in the back, their voices low as they discussed the m

hought Chris and Brittany had been bound for years," one said. "That confession of his-'A cent

y mentor for harassing Brittany?" anoth

y donation pledges together, vow

his past. I'd only ever known Christopher as distant, like a still lake. I

restaurant. One of Christopher's packmates opened

. "Chris, maybe hit the mall next door and grab h

ce my state. "Wait in the van,"

Christopher returned with a fancy bag. The clothes were expensive, soft, but they didn't

uncomfortable, the parking lot was em