The Luna Who Walked Away from Her Cruel Alpha

I extended the Bond Rejection Decree just as Kael Blackthorne’s voice dipped into that low, indulgent tone, his communicator pressed to his ear while he soothed yet another favored she-wolf.

“Kael. Let’s dissolve this mating.”

“Sign it. Give it one full moon cycle for the severance to finalize, and then we walk away. No bond. No claim. Nothing tying us together.”

He barely reacted. A faint hum of acknowledgment was all I got as he took the document, his gaze never leaving the middle distance.